What happens when you have got a runny nose, and you can feel the snot creeping out of your nostrils, and you are in the middle of a Muay Thai session with the boxing gloves on, and no opportunity to grab the towel to wipe it away, and MOST IMPORTANTLY, your super cute trainer (whom you really want to impress with your strength and talent in Muay Thai AND personal beauty and grace) is standing right in front of you asking you to continue with the punches?
This was Catch 22, a damned-if-you-do and damned-if-you-don't situation.
Anyway, I lifted my right arm, and swiped my nose on my sleeve. As unladylike as it was, I figured it was better than letting the snot drip out of my nose any day. It was also fortituous that I had sleeves in the first place, since I usually wear tank tops for Muay Thai.
But oh man, it was still mortifying to be caught in such a situation.
Saturday, 24 January 2009
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