I didn’t see this one coming, but tonight instead of doing my mat routine, I did Wii yoga over at a friend’s house.  Let’s just say that Wii yoga is not exactly the most spiritual of practices.  
Real yoga is to Wii yoga as a sweet, intoxicating garden rose is to the anatomically perfect but, but scent-free roses you get at a supermarket or circle K.   As someone who doesn’t even get the point of roses that don’t smell, you can rest assured that will be my last episode of Wii yoga. I did have a lot of fun with the bowling (135) and the step aerobics program, though it told me I need to work on my rhythym. As if.