I have come to the conclusion that no matter how far I run, how many lunges I do, how many upward dogs and downward dogs, three legged dogs or pigeon fuckers I do, I will always have my mothers legs.
It has been a disappointing realisation.
By the way, there is no yoga position called a pigeon fucker.
Its just pigeon. But I used to work with a guy and his nickname was The Pigeon Fucker.
Not that he did mind you. Well, not that I know of.
He was french. Its a long story. And I think you had to be there.
Anyway the point is genetics suck.
Its a constant battle fighting them.