Yeah! My new year is off to a great start! I bailed out of bed at 5:30 this morning to hit the gym and what did I find when I got there!? SPIN CLASS!!! My favorite! So, I saddled up and proceeded to pedal my hardest for 45 minutes.
It was fantastic until about 10 minutes into it when I got a good whiff of the heavily perfumed gym rat chick next to me. Any other time she'd smell great... but not when we're huffing and puffing, trying to get every ounce of oxygen in our lungs to make it through the next pedal. I found her scent to be suffocating. Her appearances would lead me to believe she's a super clean person. Always put together well, even in the gym. So, was there a need to cover an all-niter binge of wild and crazy sex smell? Take a shower! No one smells so bad they need to bathe in perfume prior to sweating it all off at the gym!
Then about 15 minutes later comes another whiff of the opposite. Someone farted. Tooted. Ripped one. Silent Flatulence! I have breath-taking perfume on one side and fartious maximus on the other. Where do I turn!? I had no choice but to put my head down and breathe in my own sweatie shirt smell. Much better!
Sweet smelling perfume and fart do not mix. *note to self to not pedal between those two*