I do yoga! Somewhat regularly.
Actually it's power yoga.
My sons say that phrase with seriously exaggerated air quotes around the word "power."
The husband has come to class with me and ached like a geriatric marathon runner after his first marathon, the next day. No need to turn in your man card honey, it's "power" yoga. We all ache the next day.
It's not really a sport for the competitive of spirit, however.
In fact it may not really be a sport at all but more of a "practice."
All that aside, I'm pretty sure I just won at yoga today.
Ohmmmmmmmm............
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