Tag: yoga

On Sunday a guy stopped me on the street …

Outside of the Art Gallery. Yes, people of Vancouver – a man actually stopped a woman on the street. He said we passed each other a few blocks ago, and he had to chase me down because he wanted to tell me that I was hot. This made me feel

Lady Tiger

It’s time for another Story Time Tuesday! Enjoy! “We call you the Lady Tiger.” The short, stalky gold chain wearing, fake tanned, South London pretty boy trainer told me one afternoon while I was at the gym. He watched me attempt to do five chin-ups in a row at the

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