So tonight I went to hot yoga with Sara for the first time. You do regular yoga in a room that's heated to 85 degrees. During a particularly hard pose, where our butts were in the air and then more advanced people went into a headstand, a man (I'm assuming) let out a little pffft. That is my worst nightmare! Everyone but me, of course, carried on business as usual. I giggled like a 12-year-old.
And at the end, during the relaxation period, someone fell asleep and started snoring. ha ha ha. I don't know if I can go back!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
I'm So Immature
Posted by Stephanie at 9:56 PM
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Hot yoga sounds torturous. I would pass out.
I love how you assume it was a man that farted. A woman could never do such a thing, right? SEXIST!
Hey, dude, I'm just sayin'. It came from the back corner, where all the boys were. And it was a manly one.
Sheesh. I knew some crunchy Californian would go all liberal on me.
Oh no! I would've been laughing too, I'm afraid. This is why I don't go to the gym!
By the way--nice blogging! You've been in the zone since you got back from vacation.
yoga is for hippies!
Oh, didn't you know? I AM a hippie. You don't think I have that look about me?
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