You know what I don't get? I don't get people who shower BEFORE they run. It makes no sense to me. I'll be trudging around the trail at the park and someone will pass me... then I'll get this waft of Irish Spring. You know the smell -- all fresh and clean -- the sort of smell that only stays with you for a little while after you shower. And I think, WTF? Why bother? It's 90 degrees, you're on your 4th mile, and you're going to stank like my old gym locker when you're done... then you'll have to shower all over again before anyone will come near you. What's the point?
When I pass someone and my scent wafts back to them, I bet they think, Oh Holy Mother of God, what did she roll in?!
I've probably met the man who shoulda/coulda/woulda been the love of my life at the park... but he took one whiff and thought, 'No way in Hell.' 'Cause that's my life.