Monday, January 03, 2005



TOO MUCH HOPPIN' JOHN...

...means that I farted loudly in front of a packed class at the Fancy Health Club. Even though I said "oops" and "excuse me," 25 well-heeled people stayed in their pose, acting as if nothing had happened.

The magic of yoga?

Or perhaps it wasn't an eleven on the Andy Richter scale after all....




2 comments:

  1. Anonymous2:45 PM

    I feel your pain. many years ago, while in Upavishta Konasana A, it happened to me. The young girl in front of me turned around and said ( very loudly) "OH MY GOD!WAS THAT YOU?" I never returned to that class.

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  2. I don't know. Somehow, it seems easier to bear it if it's acknowledged. It's the uncomfortable we-all-know-it-was-you-but-are-going-to-pretend-nothing-happened-while-you-sweat-it-out vibe that would turn me purple. Maybe because a comment or a glance from a class-mate would allow me the opportunity to crack a joke, which is my standard method of coping with pain. I'm just sayin'.

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