Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Sweat pit

Back in the gym. I knew strange things were afoot when the air cut off during the first five minutes of pilates. By the end, my mat had a wet outline where I had been doing crunches.

By the time I finished working my chest and triceps, I had a rather bib-like sweat ring descending down the front of my shirt.

By the time I ran 3.5 miles, I was drenched. It looked like I'd fallen in a swimming pool. My shirt didn't have a dry inch on it. My shorts soaked down to below the pockets.

As Mom would have said: I was a walking sweat pit.

All in a hard day's work.
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