This is kind of funny.
I'm at the gym today, trying to do a speedy treadmill workout before yoga class. Since it was only going to be 30 minutes, I thought I'd pick up the pace. I was going along at 7.5 miles an hour, feeling pretty proud of myself.
I don't know about you, but there are TONS of people at the gym who seem to be always wandering around aimlessly. Like they might lazily head over to stationary bike, spin for ten minutes, get some water, meander over to a set of weights and do some reps, talk to a friend, wipe down the weights, check out what's on CNN, etc. Is it just my gym, or is this universal?
Anyway, so one of these roamers gets on the bike behind me. I see him staring at me. I'm thinking, "yeah, he sees my speed. He thinks I'm fast." (which is really funny that I am that self centered to think that anyone even gives a crap about what I'm doing on the treadmill). I finish my workout, and take myself into the yoga room in front of the full length mirrors and realize that two things are going on: my white sport's bra is slightly see through, AND I have major headlights going on, if you know what I mean. So Mr.-guy-on-the-bike apparently was checking this out. Which is very funny because if you knew me (and if you've seen any of the pictures) and am flat, flat, flat. I do, however, still have nipples.