Two Great Tastes That Are Utterly Bizarre Together

Carlos by Carlos Santana, a line of women's shoes by a man's man guitarist. What?

They look fab, no denying it--this pair in particular speaks to my state and condition. It's just the branding I don't grok.

Yoga #4: Energy Is Not.

I am clearly not in as useful a yoga place on Fridays. At first it was much hard; and then I found myself attempting to phone it in. Now, you really can't do that in vinyasa even if all you're doing is keeping up, but I don't feel as well-worked as I have the other sessions. Still a good workout, don't misunderstand me! But I didn't get as much out of it today, and I know I have no one to blame but my lizard brain.

Showing up is still good.