Friday, July 6, 2007

I wish I wasn't . . .


Without going into gory details about exercising in humidity I just have one thing to say . . . I wish I wasn't a sweater (and I don't mean the kind you wear). Ross doesn't sweat---it can be as hot as hot and as humid as humid can be and he won't so much as glisten. In the same temperature, performing the same functions, I stand right next to my husband and am drenched. True confession? I carry a bandana with me so that when I get to work I can blot myself right when I get into the building. Disgusting.

8 comments:

Unknown said...

ewwww. I hope that you wash that RED bandana!!

Zack, Shannon and Oliver said...

We are enjoying the extreme humidity down here in Georgia too! Man it's hot! However, like Greg I'm not sweating it out. I guess this is the area it pays to have the superior Danklef sweat free genes, right Greg? :)

Greg said...

That's right - we are sweat free and lovin' it. I don't even sweat when I go to the gym unless I go in the steam room (and even then I wonder if it's just condensation).

Kris Tina said...

Well I'm sure that I sweat enough for the both of you.

Todd said...

Let's face it, Ross. If you aren't sweating at the gym you are not working out hard enough. You should be working out until you sweat or throw up, whichever comes first. That's what I do.

Kris Tina said...

No, Todd you sweat until your trainer, Bobby Flay, brings you a nice cool washcloth to blot your face with. Rough life. Rough.

Todd said...

Hey, just because my chef/trainer takes care of me is no reason for you to criticize. You are just jealous that you don’t have a Bobby Flay of your own. I bet Miranda wouldn’t even think to bring you a cool washcloth.

Todd said...

Does it bother you that your most popular blog posting to date (based on comments) is about your excessive sweating problem?