Some people are turned off by yoga. It's not for everyone, but I strongly feel that everyone could learn something from yoga, even if they don't have a regular practice.
Yoga is about relaxing into the moment. It's about connecting the body and mind with the breath. Yoga is about becoming familiar with your strengths and limitations, and embracing them both. Yoga is learning to love who you are.
That's not to say that there aren't times in class that I wish I could dissolve into a small puddle of sweat and become invisible.
I've done inversions and fallen awkwardly into other people. I've tried to transition into backbends and collapsed noisily on the floor. I've embarassed myself several times in class, and I'm usually able to laugh it off.
Do you see where I'm going with this?
Tonight, in yoga class, I broke wind...
No, that's not true. I didn't break wind in yoga class. I really farted.
(I'm laughing so hard right now that I am crying just thinking about the whole embarassing scenario.)
Falling over and collapsing, even knocking over a fellow yogini during a partner pose can be funny. Farting in yoga class? EMBARASSING.
Until you think about it later, sitting in front of your blog page. Then, my friends, it is fucking hilarious.
So, I totally ignored it. I didn't smile or even blush. I didn't skip a beat. I figure that's the way people would know it was you.
Or they could just read your blog after class. Whatever works.
In any case, I am never eating cheese before yoga class ever again. Water only, from here on out.