A Yoga Yank

I don't know how it happens, but I'm constantly being hoodwinked and bamboozled into doing yoga. I don't know how the bestie pulled off this one (She swears up and down and all around that she didn't know the DVD I needed to review was a yoga one) but here I am...downward dogging and looking at the screen with my flustered "what?!" face.

I never got yoga...don't get the lingo...my body doesn't get the poses. My brain doesn't like to relax. I'm neurotic. Neurotic folks don't DO yoga.

There's no point to this post other than I needed to wine and share my yoga failings with you all. I give props to those who find inner peace and good ish from whispering namaste. Get on with your peaceful selves!

I'll stick to my grunts and monkey mind.

of course my mat is green. come on!


  1. I thought I was the only one? I do love Yoga but I don;t think its normal that the whole time I am doing it I am thinking, when is this done and I have this and this to do afterwards so can it just be over? not very zen.


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