This is not something I should be blogging about, but what the heck. I have several things to upload from my brief trip to Boston, but I will do that later. Now I want to just say how bothered I was today on a four hour flight on jetBlue, nonstop to Austin, by this woman in front of me who kept passing gas in my general direction. I was so disgusted and trapped by her fumes as we we both had window seats and she was directly in front of me. It was sickening and I was kind of worried that the guy in the aisle seat next to me might think it was me. But she kept going after it. It was so sick. She also had dirty hair and I would be halfway asleep, then another bomb would make it back my way. Finally, I decided to sort of kick into her seat to somehow try to convey that her fumes were offensive. I hate to be rude, but I didn't know any other way to combat this, and we were barely over Ohio at that point. A while later, she blasted another one, and I totally kicked into her seat again and exclaimed, "Gee, that's disgusting!" She finally got the message and didn't do it after that. What the heck was she thinking? She had a creepy looking husband/loser next to her that seems oblivious to her scent or maybe he likes it? And they were all snugly and kissy. I wanted to puke. I've been on flights before where people think that no one can smell them when they do that, and it's so gross.
Are you kidding me? A triathlon and I have never belonged in the same sentence. It must have been time for something new! (The "BEFORE" race shot, with goggles and swim cap in hand.) What an unforgettable week this was! I actually DID enter my first triathlon, with the goal of simply finishing it. Take note of the emphasis on the word FIRST, because I loved it so much, that you can guarantee that there will be more. It was a blast. Seriously. My friends Lorraine and Robin had trained and signed up to do the event, which was two days ago, on Saturday. Three days beforehand, I heard about it and basically had a spontaneous urge to join them, so I registered. The only partial preparation ahead of time that I had been doing was cycling in the neighborhood here and there on my mountain bike with some other friends. And doing some micro-laps in our backyard pool. Our friend, Dave, was also there. The three of us women appreciated Dave's encouragement and support, as he's ...
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And the end of the story with that man is truely the icing on the cake!! WOWAH some people! You dont want to believe -- but its always true!!
I saw commercials on Nickelodeon for kids telling them it us unhealthy to hold it in and so, to cut loose. Perhaps this lady was following that healthy advice :)
I can only hope she has some sort of condition where she has impaired control over her rectal muscles and truly can't help it. Otherwise, I just can't imagine the rudeness of it!