More Than Embarrassing
Okay so I'm just going to get on with this story without any long intros.
Everyone farts. It's a fact of life. Passing gas, Cutting the cheese, letting one rip, barking spiders - whatever you call it, everyone does it.
Most of the time, you can either hold it in, or release in such a way that doesn't single you out (you know what I mean).
But in this case - there way no holding back - no way to hide.
I was taking an Ashtanga Yoga class, doing second series. The pose was called Dwi Pada Sirsana - which translates to "2 legs behind the head."
This pose is hard enough to get into, without worrying about embarrassing yourself in the process. My instructor saw that I almost had it, so she kindly came and sat down behind me to give me an assist. What happened next was more embarrassing than all my embarrassing moments combined.
She shimmied close to me, so she was basically straddling me from behind. She reached for my right leg and gently pulled it back behind my neck and whoops - what was that noise? OMG - that did not just happen.
I played it off and made no comment, so everyone would think it was someone else. It seemed to work. Then she pulled my left leg back and - Whoops - not AGAIN. There's no playing off 2 in a row. Everyone knew it was me. I was devastated.
At the time, the painful memories were more than the pain of my hamstrings. And now, whenever I think about it, I just shake my head and laugh because everyone must have a story like this.