Funny Yoga Quotes to Make You Laugh

Yoga is the only exercise where you can nap and call it a pose.

I bend so I don’t break.

Yoga: the art of making downward dogs look graceful.

Namaste in bed all day.

Yoga class is my weekly reminder that I have no balance, both physically and mentally.

Yoga: because punching people is frowned upon.

Yoga: where your legs are shaking, and you’re still expected to find inner peace.

Yoga is how I pretend to be a pretzel.

Yoga: because punching the air is more peaceful than punching people.

Flexibility is the key to not getting stuck in awkward positions.

Yoga: where the only thing that stretches more than your body is your patience.

Yoga: pretending to be a tree while trying not to tip over.

Inhale tacos, exhale negativity.

Funny Yoga Quotes to Make You Laugh part 2

Yoga: making twisted postures look Zen since forever.

Some girls want diamonds, I just want to master a headstand.

Yoga is the best therapy for stress – at least until the class ends.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to be a human pretzel.

Yoga: because punching the air is cheaper than therapy.

Yoga: where it’s totally normal to have your butt in the air.

Yoga: where the sound of your own breathing is louder than your thoughts.

Namaslay.

Yoga is my favorite way to pretend I’m a graceful swan instead of a clumsy duck.

Yoga class: where everyone stands on their mats and silently judges each other.

Yoga: where the only workout your face gets is when you try not to grimace during a tough pose.

Yoga: making weird stretches look cool since forever.

Yoga: where you spend every class trying not to fart loudly.

Yoga: where you can’t remember your left from your right but somehow find inner peace.

Yoga: better than therapy because you can wear cool leggings.

Yoga: where it’s totally normal to spend 90 minutes lying on the floor.

Yoga: the only place where it’s acceptable to fall asleep during a workout.

Yoga: my excuse for taking a nap in a room full of strangers.

Yoga: the art of pretending to be relaxed while deep down you’re stressed about your next pose.

Yoga: where the sound of your own joints cracking is the soundtrack of relaxation.

Yoga: because sometimes the best way to deal with life’s problems is to twist into a pretzel.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to put your foot in your face.

Yoga: where I can do a headstand but struggle to touch my toes.

Yoga: because nothing says inner peace like a room full of sweaty people grunting.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to wear stretchy pants in public.

Yoga is my way of saying ‘I’m not flexible, but I’ll try anyway.’

Yoga: where you’re either staring at your own butt or the person’s butt in front of you.

Yoga: where the only thing that’s supposed to be on your mind is your breath, but you’re thinking about pizza.

Yoga: the art of balancing on one foot and trying not to fall over.

Yoga is my way of pretending to be a graceful swan instead of a clumsy duck.

Yoga: where the poses are the easy part, and the meditation is the real challenge.

Yoga is the only place where it’s normal to chant and pretend to drink tea with invisible friends.

Yoga: the art of pretending to be calm and relaxed while sweating profusely.

Yoga: where the hardest part is not falling asleep during corpse pose.

Yoga: the only workout where you can fall asleep in the middle and call it a power nap.

Yoga: because Savasana is just a fancy word for nap time.

Yoga: because balancing on one leg is more fun than balancing your checkbook.

Yoga is the only exercise where you can nap and call it a pose.

I bend so I don’t break.

Yoga: the art of making downward dogs look graceful.

Namaste in bed all day.

Yoga class is my weekly reminder that I have no balance, both physically and mentally.

Yoga: because punching people is frowned upon.

Yoga: where your legs are shaking, and you’re still expected to find inner peace.

Yoga is how I pretend to be a pretzel.

Yoga: because punching the air is more peaceful than punching people.

Flexibility is the key to not getting stuck in awkward positions.

Yoga: where the only thing that stretches more than your body is your patience.

Yoga: pretending to be a tree while trying not to tip over.

Inhale tacos, exhale negativity.

Yoga: making twisted postures look Zen since forever.

Some girls want diamonds, I just want to master a headstand.

Yoga is the best therapy for stress – at least until the class ends.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to be a human pretzel.

Yoga: because punching the air is cheaper than therapy.

Yoga: where it’s totally normal to have your butt in the air.

Yoga: where the sound of your own breathing is louder than your thoughts.

Namaslay.

Yoga is my favorite way to pretend I’m a graceful swan instead of a clumsy duck.

Yoga class: where everyone stands on their mats and silently judges each other.

Yoga: where the only workout your face gets is when you try not to grimace during a tough pose.

Yoga: making weird stretches look cool since forever.

Yoga: where you spend every class trying not to fart loudly.

Yoga: where you can’t remember your left from your right but somehow find inner peace.

Yoga: better than therapy because you can wear cool leggings.

Yoga: where it’s totally normal to spend 90 minutes lying on the floor.

Yoga: the only place where it’s acceptable to fall asleep during a workout.

Yoga: my excuse for taking a nap in a room full of strangers.

Yoga: the art of pretending to be relaxed while deep down you’re stressed about your next pose.

Yoga: where the sound of your own joints cracking is the soundtrack of relaxation.

Yoga: because sometimes the best way to deal with life’s problems is to twist into a pretzel.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to put your foot in your face.

Yoga: where I can do a headstand but struggle to touch my toes.

Yoga: because nothing says inner peace like a room full of sweaty people grunting.

Yoga: the only time it’s acceptable to wear stretchy pants in public.

Yoga is my way of saying ‘I’m not flexible, but I’ll try anyway.’

Yoga: where you’re either staring at your own butt or the person’s butt in front of you.

Yoga: where the only thing that’s supposed to be on your mind is your breath, but you’re thinking about pizza.

Yoga: the art of balancing on one foot and trying not to fall over.

Yoga is my way of pretending to be a graceful swan instead of a clumsy duck.

Yoga: where the poses are the easy part, and the meditation is the real challenge.

Yoga is the only place where it’s normal to chant and pretend to drink tea with invisible friends.

Yoga: the art of pretending to be calm and relaxed while sweating profusely.

Yoga: where the hardest part is not falling asleep during corpse pose.

Yoga: the only workout where you can fall asleep in the middle and call it a power nap.

Yoga: because Savasana is just a fancy word for nap time.

Yoga: because balancing on one leg is more fun than balancing your checkbook.