I didn"t know the day would end with another shooting, that Friday that I dropped into a yoga class at the community league where nurse Molly took karate. Good thing we don"t know the future.
I had brought a couple cans of tomatoes and beans for the Food Bank and got in free. I had a reason for wanting to attend but most of it was because I thought it would be good for me to relax and stretch. Little did I know the yoga class was hatha yoga and taught by a wild and crazy student who didn"t know the meaning of gentle stretch.
After an introduction to Sun Salutation and the camel, the child"s pose, and the Warrior"s pose and shoulder stand, we started the hard stuff. I found that the rest of the class had been attending since September the year before and were well versed in more advanced
