Yoga Farting
I finally went back to yoga today. It's been a while. Trust me. My body could definitely tell that it's been a while. Yoga can be a really great workout - and it doesn't have to be torture if you can get your mind in the right place. It's kind of like running. If you can get your mind in the right place you can keep going for a really long time and not realize it. But if you're mind is not there - then the running is not there either.
Probably like every 3 or 4 times that I go I get to hear someone either farting or quifing. Today's class was like a 50/50 mix of guys and girls. So there was equal chance of hearing either. About a third of the way into class we go from like down dog to warrior 2 (you yoga people know what I'm talking about) and someone totally ripped one. Not just like baby fart - but like real fart. The class was really good though, no one said anything, the instructor didn't even flinch, and we all just kept on yogaing. All I could think was: Thank god that wasn't me. I totally tried to look over later and see who it came from but I couldn't tell. I think it was one of the girls. Funny.
I think we might be having a pre/post Iron Chef Thanksgiving. Hopefully, hilarity will ensue.
Probably like every 3 or 4 times that I go I get to hear someone either farting or quifing. Today's class was like a 50/50 mix of guys and girls. So there was equal chance of hearing either. About a third of the way into class we go from like down dog to warrior 2 (you yoga people know what I'm talking about) and someone totally ripped one. Not just like baby fart - but like real fart. The class was really good though, no one said anything, the instructor didn't even flinch, and we all just kept on yogaing. All I could think was: Thank god that wasn't me. I totally tried to look over later and see who it came from but I couldn't tell. I think it was one of the girls. Funny.
I think we might be having a pre/post Iron Chef Thanksgiving. Hopefully, hilarity will ensue.
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