Mother Farts In Yoga Class And Then Things Gets Worse

July 22, 2017
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An unfortunate fact about yoga is that every once in a while – you’re going to let a fart slip out.

For newbies, who probably haven’t read articles about this common little problem,  farting in class can be enough to make them never ever want to go back like mom blogger Laura Mazza did.

In a post to her blog’s Facebook page, Mazza tells the hilarious story of farting in her first-ever yoga class in such detail that it pretty much guarantees you to laugh out loud.

She starts by explaining why she even decided to give yoga a chance. Mazza has abdominal muscle separation, which is common for people who have given birth. The muscles along her abdominal wall are like “Moses parting the Red Sea,” she said in a post. Mazza is trying to get more fit to tighten them back up.

Mazza then joined a yoga class and at first it was all going well, even though there were awkward moments  it seemed too “enlightened” for her, the yoga instructor already knew everyone else, and she felt out of place in a room full of slim women with perfectly manicured toenails, she said.

We started doing these random positions, moving into the upward facing dog and I feel a nice crack in my back, thinking i can do this…I totally love yoga. I am a yoga girl!! Look at me so fit right now,” Mazza wrote.

So when they moved into downward facing dog  things took a turn.

Mazza started feeling a rumbling in her gut, and had been having bad Irritable Bowel Syndrome symptoms for the past week, so she was sure she knew what was coming.

“My farts stink like something mixed between a rotten egg and an incineration plant,” she wrote. “And somewhere between the dolphin position and the three legged dog two of those burning garbage eggs slip out and I fart.

I farted. I farted at yoga. I’m a walking cliche. My pelvic floor has failed me.”

At least, the farts made no sound. So even though they smelled, no one could really know it was her.

They’re quiet, so I’m thinking holy fuck, thank god for that,” she wrote. “But then we move to some position where my heads between my legs, and the smell hits me like a punch to the nose. I died inside and now I officially smell like something has also died inside.”

She had some thoughts along the lines of “Do I leave the country?” but decided to stay.

Okay. I gather my resolve and say you know what? Whatever. Everyone farts and I can’t help it. I continue attempting these ridiculous positions and suck in my core. Fitness here we come,” she wrote.

But unfortunately, it got worse.

We then go down on this position where we stretch right out but our legs are like a frog on the floor. The teacher then came around and pushed everyone down lower… I thought oh good, gonna get a nice crack in my back again. I hold in my butthole nice and tight to make sure no farts escape again,” she wrote.

She comes over… pushes my back down… And buuuuuuuuuurrppppfffffff. The loudest trumpet comes out of my ass.”

For a moment, she froze.

“[I] thought oh my god. Oh my god. OH MY GOD. Sweet baby Jesus. What just happened. I’m dreaming. Surely. I’m in a nightmare.”

After a little moment of silent embarrassment, Mazza stood up, threw her yoga mat to the side, grabbed her shoes and her bag, and ran out the door.

I turn around just as I’m closing the door and look up embarrassed to see everyone on their knees wide eyed staring at me in shock… (or in an awake coma from the smell),” she wrote. “And guru ashram yoga teacher looks at me, bows her head and joins her hands together and says ‘namaste.'”

Instead of bowing back, Mazza ran out of the building, drove to McDonald’s and ordered an ice cream sundae.

“I’m never ever ever EVER, doing yoga again,” she wrote. “Fuck the muscle separation.”

After getting over the initial shock, though, and talk to a few people about the reality of yoga toots, Mazza says she may just be willing to give it another shot.

“But first I need to practice at home in private so I can get my butt to play nice!” she says.

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