Omm, that's better.

I finally let Cami drag me to my first real yoga class. I just got back. Man, I haven't sweated that much since the last time I saw Carl Cox. It was great (and about time). And—after the way my day started out (obvious stress here)—just what I needed. I think I shall go some more (not today, though). (Also, it's true what they say: Lots of cute (and flexible) girls at yoga. Made it hard to concentrate.)