First, let's be clear. I'm no gym rat. I have a series of unsubstantiated fears that range from dropping a weight on my forehead to flying off the treadmill and ending up in a heap in front of some super jock. And in this particular joint, I also have a fear of looking fat. So when my husband and I won a free membership to the DC Ranch Village Health Club, I was like, "whatever, sure, we'll go. But I won't like it." Well, he got addicted to squash (how completely snooty, huh) and made fast friends with a crew of really great guys, while I got addicted to yoga and have made squat for friends but I'm very centered and at peace, thank you very much. The yoga room has an amazing ceiling lighting system and the club attracts some of the Valley's best yoga instructors. My favorite time to go is on Sundays when Katie teaches a Yoga 101 class followed by Restorative Yoga class that's all stretching and laying there like a big cat. I practically float out of the room after those 2 hours and don't even care that my au naturel boobs aren't alarmingly perky and my butt shakes a bit when I walk.