Last night's outing to circuits brought with it a rather awkward moment.
The class usually has a few attractive gym-goers, and yesterday was no exception. We all picked a starting circuit (for me, press-ups - my nemesis). Next to me was a Lycra-clad femme fatale, with striking black hair and shapely figure. As the circuits progressed, fatigue set in and the sweat started to pour.
Then, the awkward moment. I had to do a right-side plank, she a left-side plank. This left us inches away from each other, both raised off our hip and staring directly into each others eyes.
Each station lasts a minute, and for sixty seconds we made idle conversation and laughed as we struggled to stay in position.
The poor girl had to endure the sight of me, perspiration dripping onto the mat below, for a full minute of her life.
I don't expect to see her at the next class.
