Wednesday, November 18, 2009
( 12:06 AM ) teahouse
Life Gets in the Way
You know what I hate?
I hate when I leave work feeling all gassy, and I don't know why. Or whether it's something I ate.
And then I go to my martial arts class, where I'm supposed to be all focused and meditative and contemplative.
And then through the entire class, all I can think is, "Gosh! I really need to try not to fart!!"
It really makes exercising so stressful.
Every jumping jack, every pushup, brings me uncomfortably close to the fine line between getting through class and committing a grievous offense against my classmates.
It defeats the purpose of exercise, which is to relax.
It's always nice to breathe a sigh of relief after a long and anxious class. #