Friday, July 30, 2010

30 days of yoga: Day 20 - mariachi el yoga

The one thing that bugs me about yoga - besides the excessive sweating and people who invade my area - actually happens before class when I'm trying to enjoy my nap time relaxation period. Recently I've become more and more aware of people who think that the period prior to the beginning of class is actually the perfect time to catch up on what happened in last night's Eastenders or share some scurrilous office gossip, completely ignorant of the fact that the vast majority of people in the room are on the backs with their eyes closed, possibly even snoring gently, and certainly not caring about who Kate from accounts is boffing in the stationary cupboard.

And that's why today I was really quite happy to see that the lovely people at the studio had put out signs telling everyone to shut the f**k up, but obviously in a more polite yoga stylee. While I was chilling out I was actually hoping that someone would start nattering, at which point I had decided I would sit bolt upright, adopt my best angry face, and point furiously at the new signs. Sadly everyone behaved themselves.

What the signs had no power over, however, was the fact that the tapas bar below the studio decided that Friday night would be the perfect time to employ a mariachi band to serenade their patrons. And let me tell you, it's not easy to keep a straight face when you're upside down in standing separate leg head to knee pose and someone strikes up some jaunty latin beats.

Not only that, but no matter how pooped you are it really is quite difficult to follow the teacher's instructions and keep completely still after coming out of posture when every fibre of your being is shouting "RUUUUUUUUUMBA!"


CyberPete said...

So who Kate from accounts is boffing in the stationary cupboard?

I must know.

Inexplicable DeVice said...

There's nothing better than telling someone off. Or at least glaring at them in a telling off way.

I told some little oik off on the phone today. I told him about the payment he was due to receive and he proceded to F and blind to his brother about how we "lied" to him about his payment previously. Just before he'd quite finished I said "I can hear you, you know!" to which he humbly replied "Oh. Sorry."

Better luck next time with your telling off.

Tim said...

Cyberpete - Oh, Steve from sales. Shhhh!

Inexplicable Device - Nice! I do love to hear about humble apologies from chavs!