Present

After a particularly rough week, I arrived at my favorite yoga studio for a class with Flo, one of my favorite teachers. On the drive over, I was thinking about how badly I needed a dose of “Flo-ga”, my name for Flo’s blend of workout and spirituality that always left me both exhausted and uplifted. As I was signing in to the class, a gangly teenager came running into the studio screaming, “I’m here I’m here! Flo I’m here I’m gonna take your adult class Flo!” It was apparent...