I have become a Snob

And not just any ordinary snob... A Yoga Snob.

Don't get me wrong... I have always been a bit of a snob. I will never deny the snob that has dwelled in my soul for the past 26 (almost 27) years.

But this is different.

In an attempt to "make healthy choices" and to fulfill one of my three New Years Resolutions (1. learn to snowboard 2. learn to golf and 3. start attending yoga classes) a friend and I started going to The Yoga Studio for their "Discover" class (we are not quite "bendy" enough to be in the Level 1 class - and when I say "quite" I really mean "we aren't at all bendy").

Now - I must explain the quality of our instruction. It is stellar. Rob Walker is our instructor. You may recognize his name from the current Lululemon poster... the very fit man staring off in the distance, supporting his weight by balancing on his hands while his legs are stretched out parallel to the ground, with a beautiful stone building as a backdrop (see right). Yes. That man is OUR instructor. He trained in India. And he refers to all the poses by their proper Sanskrit name. He is a Yogi.

Please note the slight adoration.

So you would understand how when I recently asked a fellow yoga enthusiast where she took her classes - I thought a little less of her when she said "World Health Club".

And that's when I knew.

I am a Yoga Snob!

But we won't make that official until I start wearing Lululemon!