Looking for a reason to avoid doing yoga other than the fact that the people who do it are stricken with some terrible disease where all they can talk about is how great yoga is and how terrific they feel and the sense of inner peace and blah blah blah namaste? Well, also it will mess you up. Mess you up bad. Just stay sedentary, we all wind up in the same place at the end.
That is an awesome picture accompanying the Times article. It's blog-level clever.
Thank god there are articles like this to keep the pussies out of my yoga class.
At least yoga has some vaguely sexy-looking poses to compensate (I'm drooling at you, Downward-Facing Dog).
If you want true, anesthesia-like tedium, hang out with triathletes. If they're not yammering on about their latest bicycle times or masters swim classes, then it's all about their nutrition planning. I never thought all the exquisite joy could be stripped out a steak before it was even cooked.