The simultaneous bobs and weaves of the class oozed energy as my legs remembered that they haven’t done this in a while. At the pinnacle of the experience we were all invited “to church” as we climbed our way to cyclical euphoria.
On a fortuitously mild-weathered December day, I drove my pregger self down to check out a new Pure Barre studio in NE Portland. Upon entering the studio, who’s door is […]
Last week I stepped inside a new-to-me studio in NE Portland and was struck by what I found. A very small space, stacked to the rafters with any and all […]