I cannot imagine
who wakes at four in the ayem and watches the infomercials about the magic bullet, the sexual stamina supplements, and the knife collecting and whips out their credit card and actually orders that shit.
I do like watching the yoga programs. it minds me of Lilias Folan who did an early morning PBS program called ‘Lilias, Yoga, and You’. it was the closest thing to televised porn I was going to get at 16, and even though she was in her forties at the time, she still filled out a pair of leotards well.
Painfully, yoga pants and cameltoe were still things of the future, back then, so I had to use my imagination a lot, but I have and had an extremely talented imagination.
I do still enjoy giving new names to the positions. Right now they’re doing “Autoerotic puppy” and moving on to “Farting frog”. The funniest is when they leap from “Down dog” (Which I like to refer to as”Take me, I’m yours”) to “Crow” (Which I like to refer to as “Please, kick me in the nether regions”).
In my next life, I expect that I will be a wedgie-puller in a bangladeshi yoga house/dry cleaners, and I will be paid in pre-owned curry, because of the amount of time I spend laughing at these people. Still. If God had intended your chakras to exist at right angles to the space time continuum, he’d have given us extra knees.
I remember Lilias from the 1970’s, myself. She was teh hawt. She wore her long hair braided into a strangler’s rope.
True words have yet to be uttered. Televised Yoga is soft core porn.
Heh
20 Minute Workout
Ritmo Vital (exact same thing, but on the Spanish language station, with shapelier women)
I was but a wee tyke when the yoga show was on, and I think you have almost 10 years on me, hence the difference.
The Magic Bullet infomercial had that hot blond with prominent boobages in the red sun dress on it, and a cute brunette in a blue sun dress at the table.
oh, yeah, the 20 minute workout was what I had for sex when I was married to the ex.
You can have flexibility or you can have body strength. Few people can have both.
Put your elk on a one-wheel cart, and you and your yoga-believer hunting partner wheel it out of the woods. We’ll see who craps out first on their end of the cart.
Meh on the whole yoga thing, and as for yoga pants, maybe 5-10% of the women wearing them are worth a second look. A much larger percentage put them on just to make men reach for a barf-bag.
Much like low-rise jeans; maybe 15% of the women out there would look good in them, and most of them were NOT the ones wearing them.