Doing yoga in the living room

I heard the faint sound of thumping down the hall. Looking out of my room, I saw that Monica's door was open and her room was vacant.

Ah, I said to myself. This is about the time Monica does her usual yoga routine. This was her big self-improvement kick this year. She was going to learn to meditate and be at peace. She's roped me into doing it a couple times, but it's just not my thing. I'd rather just jog to the gym.

From the sounds of the video series she'd been listening to, it appears that she's just started the video. This could be a good opportunity. I quite like seeing her in yoga pants. I suppose I could join in, or maybe just watch?