Now, I’ll be honest—there are days I feel anything but holy. There are days when I’m angry, bitchy, impatient, and, frankly, not the nicest person to be around.

Somehow, over the years, yoga has developed a reputation for being... exclusive. You know what I mean—images of perfectly toned bodies in sleek leggings, practicing on a pristine mountaintop or in a candlelit studio with the ideal ambiance.