Our children come through us but not from us - KGibran

I have a sweat suit that I wear, when I manage to get my lazy ass out of bed at 5:30, when I do my 30 minute walk in the morning.

It's a real sweat suit, as in, it's basically a plastic long sleeved "shirt" and long "pants" that I wear with another thingie underneath that looks like a foot wide belt which I velcro around my tummy like a girdle.

It maketh me sweat when I walk.

Yes, it makes an inordinate amount of noise when I walk because of the swooshing, and yes eventually the plastic sticks to my limbs and feels icky after about 15 minutes.

But the best part about the walk with my plastic sweatwear is the peel.

I get home, and I can't get this disgusting sweaty mess off of me fast enough, but oh how I love to get upstairs to my room, slowly pull the "shirt" off and leave it to dry inside out and then I peel each "pant leg" off and followed by the belt.  I admit it, I also check out the belt and clothes for sweat amount. 

The first hint of cool air that comes from my fans hits my sweaty arms, legs and belly is practically orgasmic.  I know some people who get off on the running and exercising thing, endorphins and all that jazz. And I know a lot of people who feel that sense of relief afterwards only when they hit the shower.  For me, it's the peel, not the shower.

The first 2 minutes of my shower are not fun at all. That's because I have a massive thickness to my hair and the water basically gets soaked up in that slowly before I can feel it on any other part of my body save the middle of my back.

Then the sweat and trickle of water I have from my hair mix together and since it's more sweat than water, I get that nasty taste of dirty salt water.  Usually I try to stay under the water for at least a few minutes hoping the water will take over the sweat at some point.  And the feeling of being clean does eventually overtake the ickiness of the initial sweat/water combo.

But the shower is not the best part, nope, it's the peel.