Weekend of Noga

So Friday, during yoga, I threw up in my mouth a little.

People used to say that as a joke: “That’s so gross, I threw up in my mouth a little.” “Don’t even [blank.] I threw up in my mouth a little.”

One assumes they didn’t actually throw up in their mouths. I, however, did. It was particularly hot in the studio. I was a little dehydrated and dizzy-feeling. There was that urg-urg-urg involuntary throat contraction and then blurp, I threw up. But only in my mouth, thank God. Otherwise, I’d have to leave the studio, my neighborhood, and possibly the state.

I don’t embarrass easily, but I have my limits.

Back to the yoga tomorrow, I hope. This time, well-hydrated.

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