Sometimes it's difficult to know how hard you should push yourself. Sometimes that decision is made for you.
Last week I was running on the treadmill, and I was doing okay at minute 16. I could go on, but I didn't really feel like it. I usually make goals for myself ("One more minute!"), and I was wondering what my new goal would be. But before I could do it, something made up my mind for me.
The sweat from the guy next to me splashed on my leg.
That's when I knew it was time to leave the gym.
Gross.
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too funny, Ina!!! I was in a nice hotel doing a photo shoot, and peeled back the bed sheet to adjust somethings, and found a few short head hairs under the sheet, and just put the sheet back... ;)
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