Alright...that's a bit of a huge stretch considering I barely survived a couple of hot yoga classes this weekend. Somehow my novice and severely tensed up self landed in a 'power yoga' class like a moron and muddled through it. I was dripping sweat every single second of the class. Thanks to my sisters for dragging my behind and getting me to move again. Let's hope I can keep going for a while. Or at least to the point where I can successfully touch my toes without squirming. In the meantime, look how fabulous these rooms are...can you imagine?
A yoga loft converted attic. Come on now...that tree would get my inner peace going for sure. Image via Martha Stewart.