St. Patrick's Day at the gym

I've recently added a Pilates class to my workout routine. Tonight was my third class, and I'm starting to notice some things.

• I am decidedly not flexible. There are many moves where one is supposed to point their toe directly at the ceiling while laying on one's back. Um, yeah right.
• I really like rolling like a ball. It's super fun.
• The type of breathing used in Pilates is quite relaxing.
• A move only needs 4 or 5 repetitions to be effective. So, there is a great deal of variety.
• People fart. A lot.

So, on that last point... The woman whose mat was next to mine was talking to our instructor before class began about her intestinal distress (ahem) and she told her that it was perfectly normal. When one is rolling up their insides while breathing out with such force, it can sometimes cause a gaseous side effect. She looked relieved. Then looked thoughtful, turned to me and said,

"I just thought I should tell you, I had corned beef and cabbage today for dinner."