“I am not a likely yogini: I am too fond of cake and to-do lists. And the start of my yoga journey was a dead end – not just the numbed toes at the ends of my pins-and-needles legs as I cramped my limbs into an unfamiliar half-lotus. There was a sense of futility.”
Discover what lead Elizabeth Gowing on a yoga journey around Britain in the first chapter of her book, Unlikely Positions (in Unlikely Places)!