Plight of the Yoga Mat

This is what happens every day when I unroll my yoga mat onto the floor.

According to Fred I shouldn't work out.....instead we should play "throw my tennis ball in the house"....the only way I can get him off it is to throw the ball and quickly lay down on it to do my workout. Of course he has no qualms about standing above me and dropping the ball in my face....or just stomping on me and lying across me. Maybe a second yoga mat for Fred so i can workout in peace?

"Dis is mah yoga mat...you can't haz it