Competitive yoga: who you calling "moron"?

We're pretty competitive in my family.  Actually, I don't know about my parents -- I just know that my sisters and I are fiercely competitive when it comes to games, and now that I think about it, I don't really know where that comes from at all since I don't remember a childhood full of board games.  In fact, I remember only playing board games (except Monopoly, yawn) at other people's houses which always seemed to be stocked with items we didn't/couldn't have, like Chutes and Ladders, which may be, I suppose, a common grass-is-greener memory that everybody has.  [Note: we did have sugar cereal and pudding cups. I am not claiming ever that my childhood was deprived.]  My point being only that I don't think our uber-competitiveness came to us from our parents or immediate childhood environment, unless it was the constant punning and riddling at the dinner table.  That is, when we were allowed to speak, during the commercial breaks so as not to interfere with dine-time watching of Gunsmoke or Hogan's Heroes on the tiny black & white tv at the end of the table.

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