The Word Show

I attended my first yoga lesson a couple of months ago, with a young lady whom I was seeing at the time. Short of the physical end of things, we didn’t have much in common, but I knew her to be a yoga devotee, so I thought I might impress her with my open-mindedness and willingness to try her class with her.

What ensued instead was her ending our relationship via text message some 6 days after the yoga lesson. Do I blame the “Hot Yoga” class we attended for revealing too many of my physical faults – perhaps too many for her to bear (e.g. I’m not very flexible, I have a low threshold for pain, I still get “wood” at inopportune times, I can perspire more in 60 minutes than most healthy males will over the course of an entire summer)? No, I think we were simply – indeed, laughably -  incompatible.

But please treat mine as a cautionary tale: Downward Dog can lead to a relationship’s downward spiral very quickly indeed – attend a yoga class with your girlfriend/boyfriend at your own peril; because you’re just one audible fart away from relationship death.