Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Observations from the health club
Then there was the guy that I shared the elevator with. He backed into the car with this head down (texting, of course) so I didn't see his face. But I didn't have to. The back of his head was so sweet. Hair freshly cut, with drops of shower water still clinging to it. I longed to touch it. I didn't, of course. That kind of behavior can get a gal arrested. But I really wanted to.
I don't think it's the cardio that leaves me exhausted after a workout. I bet it's really the envy and lust.