Monday, March 23, 2009
The Yog
Maybe I went to Yoga tonight for the first time with my friend Bree. Maybe I looked like a T-Rex- minuscule arms, holding a giant body. Maybe the instructor was the bendiest person I've ever seen. Maybe I feel trendy now. Maybe I have a secret goal to go twice a week. And, just maybe I farted in a particular pose. It's all hard to say, and I can neither confirm nor deny.
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that's too funny, i was next to a guy once that couldn't stop letting them rip(loudly) i laughed out loud, maybe that's why i don't like working out....just one more reason!!
Wow, I love that we're 2300 plus miles apart and getting into the same thing. I just found yoga and I feel very much more 'naturish' and stuff. Not really, but those people bend like Gumbi and it is addictive.
That is why doing yoga poses at home are the best because you never have to worry about others hearing you trumpet.
blame it on jess. we get those genes from him.
Yoga was the shiz! I need to blog about it. Way too significant to not blog about! Thanks for the brilliant idea of going.
you know i went to yoga the other day...and i think an hour is too long...i also hated every second...not a fan i would rather do spinning-- and just a side note i hate spinning as well---maybe it's cause the lady teaching the yoga class is like 5'2" and looks not so gumbi and lanky as i do---i don't know-
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