Gonna Make You Sweat…

Last night I was sitting peacefully talking on the phone with one of my oldest friends, catching up on how her holidays went and finding out if her Monster-In-Law had finally left for good (and what damage she left in her wake). I’d had a pretty productive day. Managed to get an hour long work out it, was debating signing up for my first 5K run.

My pal and I were laughing and talking and wishing she lived nearby again so we could be doing it in person with either a cup of coffee or a glass of wine. Her Monster-In-Law usually required wine.

Coffee or Alcohol

Anyway, hubby came into the kitchen where I was sitting. As he was walking my way, he said, “Lovey, give me a hug” and spread out his arms to envelop me.

Hopping quickly from my perch I began to run away from him in earnest.

“Stay away from me! Don’t touch me,” I huffed as I ran around my dining room table.

“Come on,” he cajoled as he gave chase, “Don’t you love me anymore?”

Hand cradling the phone to my ear, I hollered over my shoulder, “You’re disgusting! Get away!”

“Do I want to know?” I hear my bestie against my ear.

As if he’d heard her, hubby shouts out, “See how she is, Amadiex? Not very loving or wifely, is she?”

“Go finish your work out and leave me alone,” I say as he closed in. My face was scrunched up and turned away from him, shoulders curled in, knees headed towards my chest. Yes…my entire body language said “get away!”

Finally he laughed and headed back to the treadmill.

Turning back to my phone conversation I said, “he is soaked in sweat.”

She laughed, “That can be hot!”

“Not when it’s dripping off him like he’s been standing in the rain, but it’s all work out sweat,” I answered.

Groaning, she answered, “No. That’s definitely not sexy.”

I shook my head, then realized she couldn’t see that through the phone line and answered, “Nope. It’s that nasty, smelly sweat…not the sexy glistening kind. And now you know why I ran like hell!”

She was too busy laughing to answer me.

The reality is, there is a huge difference between a man who looks like he’s been standing out in the rain because he’s been drenched in sweat and a man who’s truly been standing out in the rain… One is sexy…the other needs a shower.

raining man

This picture is sexy… but if the man standing there did not have the rain pouring down on him and was still in that condition…I’d offer to jump in the shower and wash his back. I would not be kissing him until the disgusting amount of sweat was gone.

Of course my puppy is more than happy to kiss him when he’s sweaty…but I think it’s the salt. I love my husband…I’d jump his bones almost any time he wants…but not when he could smother me in his sweat. If I’m going to get sweaty, it will either be self generated…or generated together from doing fun horizontal activities. 🙂

So my question tonight is this…what things do you find that can be sexy under certain circumstances and disgusting under others? Was fitness one of your resolutions? How are you doing with it?

And just to further entertain…you may want to check out my friend Katie’s blog post on “The 5 People You Meet In The Gym” and Natalie’s compelling “Orgasm…Through Exercise???”

 

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22 thoughts on “Gonna Make You Sweat…

  1. moviewriternyu says:

    I get incredibly sweaty when I run, so I would understand why you would flee your sweat soaked hubby. However, whenever I would go to the gym with The Girl Who Quickens My Heart Rate, I’d get more than a little turned on at the sight of her all sweaty in her little workout outfit… Just saying…

  2. Jessi Gage says:

    I’m reminded of that Friends episode when Monica had a terrible cold but still wanted to get it on with Chandler. He was like, “Uh, no.” She was all rubbing her sweaty body through her nightgown and going, “What, you don’t find this sexy?” He was all like, “Definitely not. No. Not in any way.” I laughed my butt off. Also, LOL’d at this lovely marriage scene. This is what mom was talking about when she said it wasn’t all going to be perfect:)

  3. ramblingsfromamum says:

    My poor Mr. S looks like he’s been through a car wash without the car when he goes for a run or a fierce walk. I would approach and then back-off. Hard to look sexy when your face looks like a cane – toad and dripping all over the floor… 🙂 I’ll take the guy in the picture though 😉

  4. lenwilliamscarver says:

    sexy???? is that a new word been so long I don’t remember. LOL
    I do remember back in the day (when dinosaurs roamed earth) there was nothing sexier than the hubs walking thru the door and I would jump his bones. Now we cuddle there is something to be said for that as well (he is in his 70’s)

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