I've been "releasing my pelvis and pubis and opening my collar bones and floating my rib bones appropriately and breathing into my muscles and letting my brain release into my heart." All the while I'm doing this with an easy-on-the-eyes, barely dressed Asian dude who contorts his body in the oddest of positions. Yep, it's yoga time again. Rodney Yee is kicking my butt into shape.
Update, next morning: Ouch.