Running and farting. Has this ever happened to you? It does to me. All the time.
It doesn’t matter what I eat. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is. It doesn’t matter who is around. I fart when I run. Several times. And again. And again. And again. It even happened to me this weekend when I was running on the treadmill with @CarissaRogers at the EVO Conference in Park City, Utah. I have NO idea if she noticed or not, but I did. And I’m fessing up to it now. I farted. About 4 times.
When I’m running with my husband and kids, they are always laughing at me. It’s like comedy hour when mommy is running cause of the farts. Yep. Giggles from my husband and kids. I’m totally past getting embarrassed about it with my husband cause of this story that I’m about to tell you that I CAN’T believe I’m sharing with you. The very first time my husband and I took a shower together, it was at a hotel room in Napa Valley. It was a very romantic week and we visited some vineyards, etc. Well, the morning that we were about to leave we took a shower together. And that was when it happened. In the shower. This time it was silent and I was trying to hide it, but it was impossible to hide. Today he describes it as “burning his eyes” or something that could “gag a maggot.” Yeah, I can’t make this stuff up. And I was so embarrassed. And he was laughing at me. Yep. Well, he stayed with me after that. So I think he really loved me. Well, we got over that hump very early and now when I fart, I’m no longer embarrassed. (Btw, don’t tell @msegedie I’m sharing this with you cause he would KILL me! But at least I’m not talking about him farting in the bed and pulling the covers over my head so that I’m suffocating by the stench. No, I’m not talking about that. Never.)
If you decide to run with @Mizfitonline and I, I can promise you that I will eventually fart when we run the Rock n’Roll Half Marathon in Vegas in December. You can laugh at me, but I’ll remind you that I warned you about it. It’s my thing. I’m not doing it on purpose. I’ve just discovered that my body loves to pass gas when I run. So you have been warned.
Now what does Smooth Fitness and farting have in common? Well, I’ll tell you. Absolutely nothing other than the fact that I will be farting on my Smooth Fitness treadmill as I’m doing my half marathon training. They sent me the most awesome treadmill, and I’m going to be breaking it in by seeing how far I can get before I pass gas. You might think that is funny, but I’m actually going to track it to see if there is a pattern. There might be. And I’m going to find out.
So am I the ONLY one who does this? Come on. I can’t be the only one. Or maybe you do it in yoga class or Zumba or whatever you do. Are you working out at home and farting? Or do you want to just share with me your most embarrassing moment with your husband too? OR tell me some farting stories about hour husband. We all have them cause they are men…and they fart.
This post is for Stephanie at @skinnyjeans. I fart too girl! XXOO