Fart in the Gym

This one is definitely gonna go down as one of the most embarassing moments of my life.

A little background. I have this habit of drinking a lot of water in the morning, else i am not able to "discharge the waste". If it's an important morning next day, like i have an exam or meeting, i hardly eat dinner because i know it will be a problem the next day. I need time in the morning.

Coming to teh incident, i joined this new gym and i used go there early in the morning. Previous night, the night before this incident, i had a sumptuous dinner with my friends at one of the restaurants in Gurgaon.

Next day when i got up, i was feeling a little heavy in my stomach. I thought about drinking water but cancelled that thought considering that i had to go to the gym and i definitely didnt want to "do it" there. So i went to the gym.

I started the usual warm-up routine. Then did some cardio, treadmill for about 10 minutes and cross trainer for another 10 minutes. You sweat a lot doing these and I drank a lot of water alongside. Now i knew i was starting to hit my threshold of containing. But i had to do weights. I didnt want to leave gym without doing those.

So i started with exercises for back and there is a fair bit of stretching involved in them. I was doing the front pull down. All this while there were occasional impulses to let "it" out, but i had controlled it till now. During one of the reps, "it escaped".

I realised it the moment i did it. I fled the crime scene. I moved to the other corner of the gym. Generally its said, "Mujrim apne apradh ka koi na koi surag chod jaata hai"..But in this case, your crime follows you. And you can sense that others know of your crime.

There is twitching of nose, holding of breadth to avoid smell molecules from entering your nostrils, turning away of face, movement away from you...or the extreme case - blatant comment,"Dude, control"..and this from a total stranger.

Now in general you would feel good about being addressed as dude, but not here. Already inceased heart beat due to workout now had hit a max. My face was red; it had never been this red from workouts. During those troturous 60-80 seconds, i had burned more calories than i had burnt from workout.

And then it got worse. That guy, up-tight high society bastard, probably wasnt used to this, or atleast was not used to approving of it in public. He went to the gym instuctor and asked him to use the room freshner. The way the instructor looked at me with a smile on his face, kind of smile that comes on your face when you know other person has done something wrong, made me feel like killing that guy who was spreading "the news".

Anyways the agony doesnt end here. Once a criminal, always a criminal.

And in this case, it's not the society that haunts you..it's your inner self. Now every time i see that guy in the gym, the episode flashes in my mind and i feel that son-of-a-bi*** is smiling at me.
Worse still, whenever the gym instructor is helping me with some weights or other exercises, I am always conscious that i might repeat it.. and this time that poor guy will not even get a chance to escape.

Had that guy not been around that day, nobody would have noticed my crime. I would have gone to the gym with my head high. I hate that guy. He ruined my gym time.