Sweaty Shins and Banana-Walnut-Chocolate Chip Cookies
“Is that sweat on my shin? Is that sweat on my muthafuckin shin??” I said internally, cause in hot yoga no one talks except the teacher. And you don’t want to be that person. All loud and amazed you still haven’t fainted doing this shit. It’s terribly distracting. I don’t think I’ve ever seen … Continue reading Sweaty Shins and Banana-Walnut-Chocolate Chip Cookies