Thursday, February 16, 2012

Yoga

Yoga's gotten a bad rap lately. There's a whole new book out there that describes how it'll kill you and I've heard somewhere in the GOP Primary culture war circus that yogis are a bunch of hippie, tantric, Devil-worshipping freaks. Whatever, you haters. Stay away then. More space on the floor for my mat, I figure.

After getting stuck at work for the past couple of Thursdays, I finally sneaked out today for a mid-morning class. It was like spending an hour at a spa, a Saturday night date, a massage, an outdoor concert on the grass, a drug-doling doctor's office trip, toes in the sand on a beach, a therapist's couch, a chai latte at Starbucks, and a girls' slumber party wrapped up into one.

All for $10 bucks. Freaky, right?

JOY OF YOGA with Mary
THURSDAYS 10AM
Scottsdale Neighborhood Arts Place
4425 N Granite Reef Road

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