Two of my female friends (I’m male, just in case nobody saw this thread: http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=199214 ) are talking about joining a yoga class in September, and I said I’d be interested in joining them, because I’ve wanted to take yoga for a long time. At this point they posited that I would probably get ladies galore if I was actually into the yoga and not just being an opportunistic cad.
This brought to my mind the unfortunate image of me, an hour after dinner, in downward dog, trying my best (but failing) to hold in a squeaky fart. :eek:
Anyone encountered farting problems in yoga class? It’s more the positions than my general gassiness that makes me cringe.
Anybody else see that episode of Jackass where Knoxville goes to yoga class and lets them rip? Funny stuff. They actually put up with it well and didn’t laugh at him until after he left.
At lunch (!) last week, a female co-worker told us about a oman in their yoga class who farts continually. She said that she couldn’t help laughing out loud at the poor woman.
Sometimes, I’m pretty gaseous my own self. Never had a problem in yoga class, thankya jeebus.
I won’t let my neurotic fear of semi-public flatulence stop me from doing yoga, but I’m toying with the idea of getting some really tight biking shorts and lining them with plastic so they bulge if I fart.