A huge thanks to my running partner Beth for capturing the evidence of heart-shaped sweat on my lower back a couple of weeks ago after a brutal track workout.
My first sweaty heart was discovered by my friend Rachelle during one of our long runs while training for my first marathon. Our conversation went a little something like this:
Rachelle: Hey, your sweat is shaped like a heart on your back.
Me: Really?
Rachelle: Yeah. It’s almost pretty.
Me: That’s right … I sweat pretty.
One day I hope to sweat in the shape of rainbows and unicorns.
My friend Beth is from Jersey. She was lamenting over how she didn’t sweat pretty (we can’t all be this talented) when I pointed out that she was from Jersey:
You don’t sweat pretty because you’re from Jersey. I hear you guys sweat bullets.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…. Yeah. I crack myself up.
How do you sweat?
I sweat buckets.
Ha! That’s how I felt this morning with the Florida heat. Is it fall yet??