Non-runners

So, I had my first group appointment at my midwives office yesterday and when the four other women began to trickle in, I thought, ok, you are all going to be crunchy granola types who eat only organic and do yoga daily and meditate and want to do hypnobirthing and plan to breastfeed your children until they are ten OR you will all be normal.
They are the former.
So, for much of our appointment, of which the topic was nutrition and fitness (wondering how I already knew so much about them, right?!), we talked about how yoga is so good for pregnant women and running is not.
Screw you all.
Obviously they are not runners because runners will attempt to run through everything.  I really do mean everything because we will run with pink tape up and down our legs to try and keep detached muscles in place, we will run with urine/feces/vomit on our clothes/legs/socks left in the woods, we will run IN SPITE of ourselves, and really, no one else!  And runners, although sometimes on hiatus due to sickness or other ailments like, say pregnancy, will always attempt to get back to running.
Here's where my  extreme frustration comes from today.
I am a fairly understanding person.  I always try to see other views.  Seek to Understand as my dad would say, and this guy LIVES by the book Don't Sweat the Small Stuff!  So, there I am in a group of women who are all pregnant and hoping to have drug-free water births at a birthing centre.  It seems I am the odd one out.  BUT I am also not judging them for living their lives as non-runners.  I was not privy to the same treatment.  Yoga, it seems, truly is the secret of life.  Or so I was told.  Running puts alot of stress on your body.  Running is high impact.  Running will stretch out ligaments and joints that are already super duper flexible.
OK.  I get it.  Yoga > Running. Whatever.  Still hate yoga.
And so, in conclusion: Non-runners do not.  Will not.  Cannot understand runners.