The holiday pounds. Those awful pounds that creep up on you over the dinner table and stick with you till the spring. One minute you are enjoying a nice platter of food, and the next, your pants won’t fit. But help is on the way. This holiday, I vow to protect...
No I don’t mean stealing picnic baskets (read: pick-a-nick baskets), I mean doing yoga. I mean thinking like a yogi. Clearing my mind, focusing on the right things, learning about my body. A year ago my yoga instructor said to me, “just do it...
