Yoga isn’t really my jam. My experience is limited to two Groupons’ worth of Bikram (too hot, too smelly), a weekly vinyasa flow during marathon training (too boring), and a couple of hip-hop yoga classes at Y7 (too crowded). But I do like wine. So, on a recent Thursday evening, I found myself on the … Continue reading "Drunk yoga: fun night out or workout disaster?"

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