Meat.
This morning in class, the scent coming off my body was meat. Not just meat (which usually smells good to me), but of meat-based babyfood that comes in a jar. Think Gerber Beef & Beef Gravy or those miniature grayish/pink Vienna Sausages made for toddlers. Sorry, I know it's not very polite to mention, and not at all feminine, but it's the truth. I hope the guy practicing 4 inches from me didn't notice. Hopefully he was dealing with his own personal smells. I think his wife just had a baby, so if he's not familiar with the smell of meat in a jar, he soon will be.
The irony: The last time I ate meat or fish was Saturday (delicious grilled tri-tip and fresh fillets from the 87-pound halibut that the men in my family caught less than two weeks ago in Sitka, Alaska....yum!!). So, I won't begin to analyze what my body was doing. Nor will I spend time contemplating the positives and negatives of a flesh-free diet.
I just hope that tomorrow I smell like lemons or fresh cut grass!
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Eeeewwww! Better to smell it on yourself, though, than someone else. I never could give Olivia babyfood with meat in it because of the smell.
ReplyDeleteI'm getting ready to do yoga now...I wonder what I'll smell like? Probably pepperoni pizza. :-)