On a cliff at dawn in fit squirt, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with fit squirt,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “fit squirt, fit squirt, fit squirt!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “fit squirt” bliss.