Wednesday, July 1, 2009


As you know I’ve started doing yoga. Yes, Namaste Bitches. And I find that I'm completely all zen about it. It’s quickly turning into the highlight of my week. But, I am however finding out that I’m like a bull in a china shop. How come the only people that do yoga are 5’2” and wear T-shirts with Chinese characters on them that probably say Beef with broccoli? So it’s me, my buddy Tom and a room full of fit, healthy 19 year olds. None of them sweat…at all…ever. Me, I’m causing a new humid weather pattern to form in the back of the studio. I’m fine really.

Last week, I nearly fell over during “balance work” and three girls on my left screamed and pointed in unison, “Aaaaaaaaah RUN! He’s attacking!” Hence my new Godzilla banner.


Jeph said...


The Mutant said...

I have had one experience with yoga... only one, it wasn't good, it wasn't bad, but it did involve a lot of rum and half a packet of ciggies, so I may have been doing it wrong.

STEVIE B. said...

Half way through my first class my yoga master calmly explained:
“Yoga is a personal journey, not everyone will be able to fully express some positions, although it would be best if you didn’t have a cigarette in your mouth whilst attempting.”
I think she meant me.