I’m not really sure how my roommate talked me into hot yoga.

I pushed myself further, really settling down into the stretch and tried to ignore how lewd the pose was.

I was a cheerleader less than a year ago, and now as a freshman in college it was like my body had lost so much of the training I’d poured into it. Frowning at myself, I pushed a little further and felt my body finally give into the stretch.

Thank god.

Spring had started outside, the tall windows that lined half of the studio were showing off how breezy and cool it was. It looked like a dream out...