Upside Down Yoga

So, this is 5 AM, upside down? You’re sitting there going “what???” aren’t you? Well let me explain.



I am in search of my chi, you know Eastern philosophy, breathing…Chi.



For some reason, probably known only by a monk, in order to find my chi I have to get up way before the sun and stand on my head – naked. Prossibly the reason behind getting up while it is still dark.



Anyway, I have it on great authority that this is the only way to get in touch with the elusive chi.



I’m concentrating as hard as I can but the only thing I can think about is, upside down naked is just not right! Did you know gravity works in reverse? I’m afraid that I may be smothered by my smallish-when-upright-but-somehow-huge-upside-down-breasts and I think I have knee flab in this position. 



Then there is the blood rushing to my head and making me dizzy. Twenty minutes in and not only have I not found my chi, if I ever had it in the first place, but my eyes may be permanently crossed.



Maybe, the gym towel guy, Derek’s second cousin, Frieda’s barber, Joey isn’t the greatest authority on chi after all.