"Before lockdown, yoga was something that seemed like a good idea and sometimes wormed into my life via the occasional pre-theater-rehearsal sun salutation. Now, it’s a daily necessity."

We expect each passing year to bring new experiences, lessons, perspectives. For example, this fall I learned you should not do yoga during wildfire season in a KN95, or you will “get nauseous.”

Before lockdown, yoga was something that seemed like a good idea and sometimes wormed into my life via the occasional pre-theater-rehearsal sun salutation. Now, it’s a daily necessity. I started in the spring by streaming classes on Twitch, desperate to remind myself that I had arms. When autumn hit, I jumped on the Yoga with Adriene bandwagon. (She is an exceptionally gentle YouTube influencer based in Austin, Texas.)

Given my proud giant baby status, I rarely take a flow for longer than 30 minutes, but the opportunity to consciously care for my body and center my burning brain has been genuinely transformative. I can’t imagine going to an actual class and doing this in front of other people, though, unless the instructor is Zoë Kravitz like in Big Little Lies.

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