don’t like yoga. I tried it once, so I know. I just can’t relax in a roomful of strangers while staring at someone’s sweaty crotch in front of me, knowing someone else is staring at mine. During meditation they tell you to clear your mind of all things — I can’t. My brain just won’t be still; there’s just too much silence, not to mention all that New Age crap you have to put up with just to... More >>>