I sweat, I don't glisten.
Although I don't talk about it all the time I frequent the gym. It's been a few years so I know most of the instructors and most of them know me. There are a few, of course, who I only know in passing, as I don't frequent their classes.
While having a chat with one of my good friends, who is also an instructor, one of the lesser known (to me) instructors came over.
LKI (lesser know Instructor): Ronnie right?
LKI- Where is your puddle?
me- Of sweat? yeah I left that in the other room.
My sweating is a topic of conversation among the gym staff.
Yeah, you read that right. That's how bad it is! I'd be embarrassed if it wasn't true.
|That's my mat after a work out. I was probably only on it for 10 minutes.|
|A photo from my hike. This is about halfway up the mountain. By the time we were done the only dry part of my shirt was the bottom edge. Then it started to rain and I could pretend that was why I was wearing a wet shirt.|