Yoga to the People Converts the Un-Spiritual, Un-Athletic
For me, life has always been a long struggle to avoid exercise. I hate running and anything vaguely similar, which pretty much rules out all forms of working out (on land). I even bought a bike a few months ago—not because it’s healthy, but to facilitate my laziness as it means less work to get to class. But reluctantly, I’ve realized more and more that eating gluttonously while slowly sinking into fattiness is perhaps not the best lifestyle to lead.
So I decided to try yoga.
I’d heard about Yoga to the People before, mostly from super fit girls with high pony-tails and asses off of which you could bounce quarters. I knew about it as the place with signs featuring pictures of flexible, sexily sweaty girls that I saw on my way to gorge myself at Pomme Frites. But they spoke about this St. Marks yoga place with donation-based (free) classes and cheap mat rentals, and how awesome they felt afterwards. The donation-based aspect certainly sounded appealing, but everything else made me nervous, considering how much I suck at all forms of athletic activity except for ping-pong. Read more
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