To pancakes after yoga.
I mean, what’s the point of working your ass of in yoga if you’re just going to shove your face full of flour, butter, and sugar?
Then again, what’s the point of sweating your ass off in yoga if you can’t reward yourself with flour, butter, and sugar?
It’s a real Zen quandary.
I choose balance, on my leg and my diet.
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