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Sweat.
I can feel it as it gathers on my face and my breathing quickens. I can feel it as it starts to run down my cheeks and under my chin. It is warm, and yet cooling as it glides along gathering more and then gathers at the hollow of my throat that if formed by my panting. Then the drops start to fall from the end of my nose and the fringe of my bangs as it starts to wet down my hair. After a quick movement the gathering at the base of my neck rolls across my chest and starts to soak into my work out top.....it is wet, it is salty as it gets into my eyes and I wipe my face with my now sweaty arm...and it is awesome. It is sweat, the signal that you've gotten off the couch and back to doing what a body is supposed to do: MOVE. Move and move and move some more. After almost three years I am finally able to work-out again doing my classes, and I'm back to my love of sweat. Knowing that each drip from my nose are toxins leaving my body and clearing out the pours of my skin. Feeling the angst of not thinking I could do this again slide down my chest and soak into my shirt to be washed out and never return. Ode to the joy of having your heart pumping again like it should and the sheen on your skin as it releases the stress of the day, the bad thoughts that one hides in the back of the mind of all the self doubts of capability, and the slight anger of the time wasted. As I wipe my hands on my shorts and use my arms to wipe the drips from my chin I look around and see the bad going away and the good coming back. Sweat the bodies way of telling you that your doing a good hard job, and it's hard. There are days that I don't want to work out now, but that feeling starts to fade as my body starts to work and heat up. Then when I feel that first bead of sweat start to gather and then start to roll down my back...then I know ... I'm going to sweat and it's going to be great!!
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