On Yoga
I think that if Rodney Yee (yoga instructor guy) saw me do Downward Dog, he would roll up his mat and make for Tibet. There are just some positions a fat girl isn't going to be able to get into - and by some, I mean most. Still, I stuck to it and did my own special version of each position. Thank God my husband was upstairs in our bedroom (keeping our ever-curious hounds at bay), else it surely would have begged the question, "Why am I married to that thing flopping around on the floor?" (There was a time in our lives when getting into position for Downward Dog would have been construed as an invitation for sex, now it's just plain unnatractive.)

Having said all that, I *like* yoga. I like feeling all stretched out and loose - especially before bed. Yoga + a hot bath (and bath condiments!) + comfy bed = bliss. I hate going to bed amidst chaos - whether it be us rushing to get laundry done, trying to get our showers in, chasing the dogs around, etc. I like to start winding down at about 10, so that by 11 everyone is settled and ready for sleep.

Tonight is pilates night. We'll see. ;)