Y is for Yoga

As a participant in the A to Z Blogging Challenge, I will be making my way through the alphabet all month.

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I don't do yoga. My wife does yoga. She does all the yoga. The doggy style pose, the missionary position, the sexy lotus. I don't really know the names very well, but she did talk me into doing yoga with her once. It didn't go well. I got bored pretty quickly and the instructor kept expecting me to move (like, over and over again). Not really my thing.

However, I am very happy that she does yoga. She really seems to enjoy it, which makes her happy and I like her to be happy. Plus, she wears tiny outfits to do it and she isn't self-conscious knowing that I am watching. This makes me happy. It's good for all the people involved. I just don't want to actually participate.

Here's a list of other activities I do NOT partake in:

• Aerobics
• Zumba
• Speed walking
• Resistance training 
• Tae-Bo
• P90X
• Spin classes 
• Any sports
• Free weights 
• Failing to SuperSize it
• Crossfit
• Adult coloring books
• Jogging
• Anything requiring a FitBit 
• Sweat to the Oldies 
• Logging out of Twitter
• Eat things not covered in cheese

Now, I don't want to give the impression that I avoid all physical activity. I do get physical when the need arises. Here are some examples:

• Answering the door when the pizza arrives
• Searching for the TV remote
• Charging my phone
• Active listening when my wife speaks
• Covering food in cheese
• Digging to the back of the fridge 
• Numerous daily instances of exaggerated eye rolls

Despite all this activity, I have been experiencing some recent health issues. I even have a doctor's appointment (first one in eight years) later today. It's the same doctor my wife sees and he told her to increase her cardio activity. I already hate him.