When Yoga and OCD Collide: The true story of how I almost became a yoga terrorist but was saved by a baby blanket
Stretch! Yawn! Crack! (Because I’m old.) This morning when I woke up I smiled because today is Yoga Day! Thanks to a great teacher, a wonderful friend, lots of nice people, and plenty of sweaty poses, this has become my favorite workout of the week. I always leave feeling mellow as yellow and loose as …