<![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @ Venuscloacina

Thank you for the clarification.

Smirk

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Smirk: Sorry, I meant "not 'men' in the sense that the jealous husband means 'men', because 'men' in that sense means someone you might cheat on him with."

This excludes the nominally-heterosexual Eric Schaeffer types as well as those who bat for Team Peen.

If you're a lady, and your husband asks you "Are there any guys in your yoga class?" you don't enumerate either the gay men or the arrant schmucks.

My apologies for the lack of clarity.

VenusCloacina

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Venuscloacina

"Women generally don't consider those guys "men"."

I'm gay so I'm not even considered a man? Wow, that's harsh.

Smirk

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Venuscloacina - you have no idea how happy I am to read that. I've had irritated little hair bumps for too long now.

I took my (now ex)husband to a yoga class with me once.

He was That Guy.

He was not invited a second time.

dayglo

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @MisterHippity: Depends on where she goes. I go to yoga class in a NYSC in Westchester. Precious few men show up. Thankfully none in the Annoying Yoga Guy category.

Mean_Ol_Liberal

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> And watch out for foot freaks. Yoga class is like the Playboy Club to them. Used to be this asshole student MIchael-with-the-doorag who would "straighten" women's feet when we were in headstand. And he was tall, so you couldn't even kick him in the eye.

flexy

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @MisterHippity: Women generally don't consider those guys "men".

Confidential to RainbowBrite: The time of the bare pussy is over. You might as well be carrying a big glittery handbag and wearing leggings. Groomed, not smooth, is the watchword of today's woman.

Confidential to Mediahohoho: If you can bench 175, you can work in with me anytime. I'm trying to get back up to 200, but I have this bursitis thing.

VenusCloacina

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @nowmedusa:
That guy is too amazing for the internet to hold him. I thought he had a medical condition for the first month or so. Now I just think he can really jam out and is not afraid to show it.


Talaton

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I have never taken a yoga class with a straight dude in it. Using the Midtown gym after work does have its benefits. Male yoga devotees do not tend to work in Fixed Income.

The downside is no weights (much to Mediahohoho's delight) as the risk of some Goomba Johnny commenting on how I can do a better tricep workout is far too high. So I'm not sure which breed is worse - like choosing between smashing your hand in a car door or putting it in the toaster for a round on the "Dark" level.

HeyThatsMyBike

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: While I'm a woman, I totally feel you on this. I asked this other woman - sitting on the leg lift machine, rocking to her iPod - if I can work in to her set and she gives me this nasty ass look and says, "I'll be done in a few minutes." I wanted to pop her in the head.

About the yoga thing, my gym is uber-gay and the queens *LOVE* yoga like you wouldn't believe. I have often been one of 2 or 3 girls in a class. My biggest complaint is that the queens are so competitive about it and always have to do handstands before coming into plank or low cobra and they have the most ridiculously exaggerated breathing. Get ur broken muffler ass out of my ear, please!

ae38

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @RainbowBrite: I'm w/Rainbow here--I've seen way more beav in my yoga classes than twigs/berrys--and I'll take the t/b any day

Enough that I have quit wearing my contacts to class--

Fawn Liebowitz

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: You can "work in with" all you want, as long as you "wipe off with" when you get out. And I never pout, I just say "no".

Xylo

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Dudes may not know what they're doing. Yoga studios concentrate large amounts of organic, vegan, crazy ass, tree-hugging, brooklyn co-op, bitches. Nothing wrong with that, but its just not my brand of vodka. Been there, divorced that. Nothing like a girl on a threadmill.

the rat

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Note that Hillary Raphael, "31, a writer based in Washington" has been practicing yoga for 20 years! Namaste!

horsesbreath

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> So, are we gonna fuck or what?

BaconCat

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I just had one of those, "if you can't pinpoint who that guy is in your yoga class, then it's you" moments.

The Default Attorney

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @RainbowBrite: It's Yoga class. Isn't that granola shit all about letting your freak flag fly?

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @nowmedusa: Yes. And no.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Smitros: Like you can really eschew being an alkie in this city WITHOUT the support of your yoga group, your vegan deli, and your baby.

pinch_vintage

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: Well, I was surprised to realize that some people in New York still have pubic hair. And lots of it. Is this the thing now?

RainbowBrite

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @IBentMyWookie: Me likee stoned, weird old lesbians.

lolafolana

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> rainbowbrite, I am very sorry that you had to see that, now EXACTLY where do you do yoga?!?!

kingblah

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: You aren't referring to the NYSC in Cobble Hill are you? Are you the guy who plays air-drumsticks on the treadmill?

nowmedusa

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @RainbowBrite: Depends on the Kundalini on display, I'd say.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @IBentMyWookie: Clearly, your whore's my wife.

lolafolana

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @kingblah: I would like to point out that it is not only "brain" on display in yoga classes, but beaver too. The last bikram class I went to the chick in front of me was wearing baggy shorts, no panties. "Standing bow" and "balancing stick" were full-on crotch shots right in my face. Charming.

RainbowBrite

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Nobody in India does yoga

maevemealone

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @pinch_vintage:
I only hope there's some alcohol consumption in there somewhere.


Smitros

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @j.a.l.:
I'll see your old men and weirdos and raise you stoners and lesbians. At least the attention from the lesbians is flattering, if futile.


IBentMyWookie

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Sometimes I wish guys would just come up to me and ask straight up "wanna be lovers?"

I'd rather that than the "what's your name, what nationality are you, have I seen you before, how old are you, blah blah blah" type of shit I usually get.

But then again, I also wish cute guys would come on to me. All I get is old men and weirdos ...

j.a.l.

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> This sucks. I thought I was a genius for realizing yoga classes were a great place to meet women. Then it turned out 8 million sleazy guys had already thought of this and went and ruined it for me.

This is like the times when I was a kid and I invited drugs and communism.

Kittenloss

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @MisterHippity:
Clearly, your wife's a whore.


IBentMyWookie

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Pope John Peeps II: Make sure you've changed out of your White Goodman spandex suit before you ask her out.

Itsjustcatnip

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @shesaidwhat: Oh, I'm definitely trying that next time! I had also thought of "You call that a goddess pose?!"

blogylonian

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @notan-ism-ist: I guess a "neg" would be asking to parner up for an exercise and then farting. See: you draw them in and then push them away. It confuses women. And weakens them. Readying them for the kill. Also, now they can recognize your scent. Everyone says that scent is a big part of attraction.

shesaidwhat

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Wait a minute. My wife goes to yoga three times a week. She told me men never go to yoga class. You don't suppose she was lying to me, do you?

MisterHippity

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> What would a "neg" be in this context?

blogylonian

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @sheistolerable: Don't forget "the neg," from our friend Mystery! I am about nothing as much as I am about the cross-pollenation of threads!

josh speed

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Smitros: I just eat pie and drink lattes.

pinch_vintage

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @sheistolerable: HA. So at what point in the first date to I tell her about my goiter? And my desire for marriage within the next 4 weeks? And my 2 pet snakes?

P.S. When should I neg her? Should I neg her often? Am I negging her now?

Pope John Peeps II

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @NobodyLikesMe: We live nearby each other I guess. But no, I'm not at tea lounge. I am chained to my desk at the ministry of information.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> oooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... are you gonna suck it?

blogylonian

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Pope John Peeps II: Time it to walk out with her, strike up a conversation and announce that you're grabbing a coffee (whatever, yoga weirdos, "tea".) See if she looks interested and once you're at a neutral third location, then you can ask her out. That'll be $500 for dating coaching.

sheistolerable

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Women: I have all the patience in the world. See you next week.

Also, your downward dog is lazy. You're arching your back too much. Call me.

Vitamin B12

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: are you my neighbor? Just promise that you're not on a laptop at the Tea Lounge.

NobodyLikesMe

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @tammyfey: "Vinyasty?" is that like Iyangawful?

LittleLolly

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> In addition to, and possibly worse than, the smelly types, there is often at least one farter, who probably thinks it's just a natural, spiritual release. Fucking vinyasty!

tammyfey

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @pinch_vintage:

I know what you mean, and therefore do Pilates.

Smitros

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> On an unrelated note, there's always this one woman at my gym that spends all her time lounging around naked in the changeroom. She gets on my nerves more then any lurker/old gym perv.

gingirl

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @karion: You live a charmed life. I live in Cobble Hill. 'Nuff said.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> So how exactly does one go about getting a date? Are you suggesting there's a way to do it and retain your pride? Because THIS IS NEWS I DON'T KNOW ABOUT.

Pope John Peeps II

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @IBentMyWookie: And whistling "Dixie," but that's a whole nother thread.

Jesus, do I need a vacation.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: I bet you're the sweaty guy that always asks to get in on my sets. That shit really rocks my boat, babe.

gingirl

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Trixie from Toronto:
For me, it was the funk. I could not get my zen or balance on with the funk that emanates from each and every hot yoga class.

@Mediahohoho: While I generally subscribe to the limited contact rule at the gym (minimal conversation, eye contact, etc.), I think I would fake some 'roid rage if some self-absorbed shit didn't let me work in. Either my gym has weeded them out, or I work out at the right times.

karion

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I love watching men do yoga, especially when they don't strap it down.



gingirl

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho:

Right the fuck on, sir. Right the fuck on. Get your neoprene coated 2.5 lb weights off the floor, take all those machines away that work muscles I don't want to know the name of, and quit calling me "Pee Wee."

heartbreakturnip

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> PS. Also? That douche Mark Morford? Teaches yoga. A friend of mine, once smitten with MM, took a class of his and was promptly turned off FOR LIFE.

buggeroff

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I had to stop going to hot yoga because the men so creeped me out. All the loud breathing and the stupid grunting and the silly chanting but in speedos as sweat poured down their hairy, pasty-white bodies -- no fucking thank you. I'll stick to spin class.

Trixie from Toronto

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho:
If your cock is capable of holding a mirror, the new missus is a lucky woman.


IBentMyWookie

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @collegecallgirl: Well, you wouldn't make such a request without giving them your number, right? You're not going to wait until the next class to get your peaceful warrior on.

Macloserboy

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Maybe I'm overly sensitive, but it always made me uncomfortable that yoga is actually intended to have a deeper purpose than making yuppies fuckable. It just feels like going to church to learn how to sing then using that gospel trained voice to melisma out about how you wanna suck the devil's dick. . . Connotations aren't just for prison walls!

pinch_vintage

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> why does that guy look like Constantine from American Idol? and why do I even know that?

NobodyLikesMe

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @IBentMyWookie: Yes, I just got married. But that doesn't mean I don't still have goals. For instance, I hope to one day look down and see my genitals without a mirror again.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Who need's Yoga when you can prowl for divorcees near the Lean Cuisine section at Food Emporium ?

vandusen

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho:
Didn't you just get married? Why are you still working out?


IBentMyWookie

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @karion: Deal. But just to clarify, my problem with women in weight rooms isn't that they won't let me have machines, it's that they don't know what "work in with" means. But come to think of it, that's most people under 30. It's an old school thing, the loss of which makes it very frustrating to work out these days.

That said, yes, I imagine it's way annoying to have someone offering to correct one's form. And I always figure if anyone needs spotting, they'll ask.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho:

You can have most of the machines and I promise to wipe everything down. Just don't offer to spot me or correct my form and we're cool like Fonzie.

karion

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: <---is full of "hey" today.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> This is why I don't do yoga at all, and instead just hang out at home smoking cigarettes, eating pizza and Hostess Cupcakes and watching Miami Vice reruns on DVD.

Because I hate exercising.

Ha Ha Sound

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @karion: Hey, if you let me work in on an unduplicated bench or machine instead rolling your eyes, pouting and saying, "but I only have fourteen more sets to do," when I ask politely, hey, you're very welcome.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @kingblah: Dammit you beat me to it!

mcginstein

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> It's always the Schaeffer types who moan and sigh loudly during the long poses and then want to be pair up with you during the partner exercises and put their sweaty hands on your inner thighs. Which is why I always go to the bathroom during that part of a class.

And ditto on the ball-age, Kingblah. Do not want.

mallorykeaton

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho:

While I won't get the fuck out of your weight room, that was pure gold.

karion

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> doesn't josh go to yoga? and doesn't a certain lusted-after nubile, young gawker editor also go to yoga?

hmmmmm...

the cajun boy

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> @Mediahohoho: Gold.

Kim Gordon's Panties

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> "Wow, this is the best toga party ever," said the hearing-impaired frat dude.

TedSez

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I would like to politely decline your offer of non-consensual intercourse. Thanks and no hard feelings.

Products Will Save Me

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> I'll promise to never go to a Yoga class if you women get the fuck out of my weight room.

Mediahohoho

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> If she knew him well enough to have his phone number, that "lover" comment might not really have have been inspired by a spontaneous burst of downward-dog-inspired lust.

collegecallgirl

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Be my lover, LOLcait.

kingblah

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Do not get me started on how much "brain" I see in yoga class. ew. UNDERWEAR - know it , love it guys.

kingblah

]]> <![CDATA[Yoga Classes Are Full Of Sleazy Eric Schaeffers]]> Same fucking thing happened to me. Guy was all "Come, let's be lovers together" and then he put on his pith helmet, hopped onto his autogyro, and said he'd write me from the diamond fields of "darkest Africa." I really should stop going to yoga in 1898.

LolCait

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