beautiful photos by Ingrid DamianiI will admit, I used to be one of those people who rolled their eyes at the response, "oh I do yoga" to questions about staying in shape. Yea I bet you do yoga, fancypants. It seemed so obscure to me: meditation ... centering yourself. What does that even mean anyway? My brain doesn't have a center, man, it has a ropes course. But regardless, I did it. I started taking a yoga class, and right now this former scoffer is learning. Learning to be stronger, to balance my body, to be a little more flexible, and to breathe. And I love that Thursday morning hour. There's something really beautiful about pushing your body that hard, yet remaining that peaceful at the same time. And that 5 minutes of quiet, dark nothing at the end ... I live for. The ability to simply exist and just be is such a foreign concept to me. And I think one of these days I might get the hang of it without falling asleep first. But until then, namaste. And may I one day be as awesome as the people in those pictures up there.