The 'hum fit toh India fit’ movement is a great initiative and if you look around, it seems as if every other person you run into is gearing up to run a marathon or on some fancy ass diet. But a lot of the mushrooming fitness industry seems to be becoming more niche and out of reach of the common man. I run and practice yoga. So by most standards, I am fitness conscious. There is a thin line between that and being a fitness freak. It began a couple of years ago when I trained and completed my first half-marathon. When my already bad back started acting up and caved in after I overdid the running, thinking that it was the solution to all my problems, I took refuge at the feet of yoga as paying 400 bucks per physiotherapy session was too much of a beast of burden to bear. When it comes to being open to new experiences, I am as flexible as a bhakt who is questioned about his blind love for all things Hindutva. Not that I had any grand illusions of doing 108 suryanamaskars ...