A Small Trickle of Sweat
We are in the middle of the first heat wave of 2010 with temperatures in the 30s Celsius and humidex readings into the upper 30s. Today's forecast calls for 38 degree weather. It has been a long time since I felt that kind of heat.
A few days ago I had a feeling that I had not felt in twenty or so years. I went to the local park to shoot some hoops with my son. The basketball court is newly resurfaced with black asphalt. Consequently it absorbs just about all of the sun's energy that has made it through the atmosphere. It is a hot place to hang out much less play a sport.
Just walking onto the court meant that your armpits got moist. It felt like I was walking into a bathroom a few minutes after someone had finished their shower. Not quite the kind of humidity that allows you to right your name on a mirror - but close. As we started passing the ball around and shooting some hoops the sweat beads started forming. On my arms, on my head. Within a few minutes they were streaming towards my eyebrows. At first these were able to keep up with the flow - natural dykes to protect my eyes - but soon they were breached and the salty solution started burning my eyes. I had to use my drenched forearms to wipe the sweat - and now tears - off my face.
Finally came the feeling that I had not had in years. I started to feel the beads of sweat pour down my back. Down they went, tickling me on their voyage along the surface. Teasing me as they progressed to the small of my back and into my boxer shorts.....
Every surface of my body was now drenched and it felt great. I was moving, I was exercising. I felt like I was ridding myself of toxins by the glassful.
What an amazing feeling.
Let me know what you think about what you have just read. Please and thanks!
A few days ago I had a feeling that I had not felt in twenty or so years. I went to the local park to shoot some hoops with my son. The basketball court is newly resurfaced with black asphalt. Consequently it absorbs just about all of the sun's energy that has made it through the atmosphere. It is a hot place to hang out much less play a sport.
Just walking onto the court meant that your armpits got moist. It felt like I was walking into a bathroom a few minutes after someone had finished their shower. Not quite the kind of humidity that allows you to right your name on a mirror - but close. As we started passing the ball around and shooting some hoops the sweat beads started forming. On my arms, on my head. Within a few minutes they were streaming towards my eyebrows. At first these were able to keep up with the flow - natural dykes to protect my eyes - but soon they were breached and the salty solution started burning my eyes. I had to use my drenched forearms to wipe the sweat - and now tears - off my face.
Finally came the feeling that I had not had in years. I started to feel the beads of sweat pour down my back. Down they went, tickling me on their voyage along the surface. Teasing me as they progressed to the small of my back and into my boxer shorts.....
Every surface of my body was now drenched and it felt great. I was moving, I was exercising. I felt like I was ridding myself of toxins by the glassful.
What an amazing feeling.
Let me know what you think about what you have just read. Please and thanks!
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