Thirty years ago, I first met Richard Branson, the founder of Virgin Records. His reputation was reclusive, perhaps even aloof. People knew about him, but they didn't know about him if you follow.
While women can cruise through an hour and a half of yoga relatively unscathed, even very fit men can end up feeling defeated, left soaking in a puddle of sweat by the time corpse pose comes to their rescue. The following is an explanation into why this happens.