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I turned 30 last month. I finally admitted, under duress and in the face of unyeilding mathematics and biology, that I’m not a kid anymore.
Tag Archives: yoga
When your forward folds are just an excuse to check out the form in the back row
Date: 14 September Location: home, couch, far too scared to watch The Sunday night movie Prometheus. I’ve just returned from supervised nap time. Or, as One Hot Yoga calls it […]
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Date: 20 August. Location: Floppy and relaxed and waiting for Miss Chu's Vietnamese takeaway after 75 minutes of yin yoga. A note on yin yoga while we're here. If you […]
Hot-house flower-child
Date: 15 August. Location: Dad’s office, just like when I was a kid and would photocopy everything I could find then make it into ‘art’ with his highlighters. I’ve had […]
We all need a fishbowl
Date: 31 August Location: Pastuso, this neat new Peruvian place on ACDC Lane, named after Paddington Bear. I had such a great education. My parents are both scientists and encouraged […]
“What do you want for lunch?” “Wine.”
Date: 9 July Location: Nama Nama Japanese restaurant, sitting outside and pretending that, because it’s sunny, it must be warm. Someone mentioned to me other day that my travel blog […]
Prickles like sandy sunscreen on sunburn
Date: 22 June. Location: Casa Martin, Ocean Avenue, Santa Monica, the best little Mexican joint north of the border. Notable sightings: dolphins. “You know, I read somewhere that it is […]
