On yoga

I like doing yoga sometimes. It feels stretchy and nice. Unfortunately it sometimes leads to encounters like this one:

Yoga girl: That class was amazing.
Me: Damn skippy it was – I’m all warm and squishy and stuff. Plus that giant stress knot in my neck is down to the size of a pomegranate!
Yoga girl: I could just feel how my energy meridians re-aligned. It really cleansed my aura.
Me: Yes, well, all that is total nonsense. But it sure does great things for the butt, am I right!?!

Then I tried to high-five her and she fully left me hanging.

Whatever.

Competitive yoga