The shimmering drop on the black mat stares back at me.
I just reclined on the cushy mat to lift my foot up and back 30 times, each leg for 3 sets. My personal trainer and my physical therapist tell me it’s good for me. After 30 lifts, my hip and leg tell me they’re numb. The drop doesn’t say a word, doesn’t identify itself. I ponder the drop, thinking it’s probably just water. It looks like a water drop. My face is very near to it. What if it’s not a water drop? What if I’m nose to nose with sweat?
I feel gross being so near it. I consider wiping the drop up, but I’ve no towel. There’s no way I’m using my hand.
In the end, I complete my sets and just walk away from the drop. And now I’m writing about that drop, a few weeks later. What an amazing effect a possible puddle of sweat has.