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Sunday, March 18, 2007

no sweat please


I don't have a problem with sweaty men- that's my second sister who champions with a vehemence that would surprise the staunchest freedom fighter the anti-men-sweat movement. For some reason sweaty men reall turns her off. That's rather strange given our dad does tend to sweat quite a bit especially whilst eating curry or chillied food; I alway thought that's a normal bodily mechanism at work and no one should reallly be faulted for it but she has always run by her own rules anyway.

Again, I say, I don't have an issue with sweaty men. Until today.

You see, generally I don't attend classes at my gym but I did today (body combat class), just for the heck of it. And I had the utter misfortune to stand next to this guy (looks like an army boy type) who decidedly sweat ALOT. Now, I understand that it is inevitable to sweat quite a fair bit in a high cardio class like Body Combat but, hello!!!?? that's what towels are for! This idiot not only had bad body odour that got progressively worse as the class wore on but refused to clean up his sweat and ended up flinging flickers of sweat on me and the girls around me. I mean, look, that's why there are these 30sec breather windows in between sets: its for you to water up and mop up.

So, please, all you gym rats.... do consider having a tad more gym etiquette. Cleaning up after yourself, mopping up sweat is not rocket science. Really.

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