Woman Saved from Yoga by Death Metal. Wait–What?

Let’s just have Virginia Pelley of the Washington Post tell her story:

I have always hated yoga – an opinion I kept on the down low during my years as a health and fitness magazine editor. I wrote and edited countless stories instructing readers how to execute poses that would strengthen and slim them into yogic perfection, but shunned yoga in my personal life. But because I have scoliosis, doctors and physical therapists have told me that, outside of physical therapy, there’s just one thing I can do to help alleviate the back and neck pain caused by my abnormally S-curved spine: yoga.

I tried neighborhood classes, fancy-trendy classes and Groupon bargain classes and hated them all. Instead of feeling calm, I feel crowded. I hate fighting for inches of space around my yoga mat in roomfuls of people exhibiting an irritating lack of need for instruction. I hate having to hear so many strangers breathe. I feel stupid walking around with half of a yoga mat awkwardly sticking out of a canvas shopping bag, but hate the special yoga mat carrier slings even more. Despite their obvious convenience, they make their wearers look smug, with their overzealously squared shoulders and confident strides.

Continue reading. The death metal bit is coming up. Really, it is. (Via Tom)