Downward dog, uplifted mood
I first started yoga at 18. I was at university and drunk alllll the time when my friend and I had the winning idea to start yoga at 9am on a Saturday morning - honestly I don’t know what possessed us. We both went along every weekend, hung-over to the absolute max, head pounding, poison sweating from every pore, and trying not vomit through the class. I look back now and I wonder if somehow even then I was trying to save myself from the serotonin crisis of crap diet, crap sl