10) There are a lot of effin’ yoga teachers in the world and we are all “certified instructors” and “self-proclaimed” something or others.
9) Everyone who practices yoga seems to have something terribly unyogi about them and the revelation of this dark flaw makes us all profoundly fascinating.
8) I am likely not the only mixed up whakado who enjoys watching Top Chef marathons while fantasizing about kale chips on day six of the Master Cleanse.
7) There exists an entire subculture of geeks who deconstruct the yoga sutras with the same hyper intellectual zeal my college debate teammates argued about Foucault while stuck in traffic on the way home from brutal competitions where we got our ass kicked. Just like back then I find this super hot and this makes me a super dork.
6) Speaking of super hot, boys do yoga too.
5) I’m more inclined to click on posts with sexy titles than poetic titles just like I automatically dig around for the globs of cookie dough in my So Delicious coconut milk ice cream.
4) I should probably start composting, listening to Lady Gaga and grow up to be a Buddhist.
3) Yoga journal cover models are the universal yogini metric for assessing our external imperfections so that we can proceed to accept them. Accepting our imperfections that is, we don’t seem to like the yoga journal cover models at all.
2) Most everyone in the world is much cooler than I am and by cooler I mean smarter, funnier, more mindful and has been to India more times than me. I know this because they all have websites where they artfully self-promote all they have to offer and I don’t.
1) Numbers and lists are quite popular. Thus my present use of the top ten format.
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