Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Yoga Pose That Puts the Fear of Death Into Me

I frequent a certain yoga studio here in town. Well, frequent in the sense I haven't been forever but I keep meaning to go. Anyway, their "pose of the month" is Plow Pose, or Halasana for those who prefer the sanskrit name.


I HATE plow pose. And not because I can't do it, because I can. I hate it because it was obviously developed by a man without boobs. Because if you have anything over a B-cup this pose not only becomes awkward but possibly dangerous. I mean, think of the headline: Woman's Own Boobs Suffocate Her During Plow Pose. I'm sure there are more embarrassing ways to kick the bucket but this has got to be right up there.

So if you're ever in a yoga class with me and the teacher has us all go into Plow, you'll see li'l old me going into just about anything but. Because I prefer to live, damn it!

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