Workout wonder

So I just went to the gym..now I get an hour for it...10 minutes to change, 40 minutes for workout and 10 to change again. I dash in and change, not an easy feat. Today I was standing in my mens biker brief underwear and struggling to get my ample busom into not just 1, but 2 sports bras. (Yeah these girls cannot be held with just one). There are a few other girls there asking about my choice of undergarments. Odd and uncomfortable, right? FF to actually working out. I'll admit, I am a sweaty gal. I am plugging away on the treadmill, feeling pretty good about the fat I was melting. I am sweating like an ape. I dash over to work the machines to lift for my upper body. Pump, pump, pump then sit down..look in the mirror...and see a giant sweat spot in my, well...sweet spot. Yes indeed I looked like I had pissed my pants. I forge ahead sort of laughing at myself and wiping each machine diligently. I go back to the locker room hoping to God those ladies are not in there to bask in my glory. Have you ever had to take off a sports bra (or 2) while disgustingly sweaty? I swear I looked like a sci-fi monster with my yellow and purple bras and pasty white arms flailing about. Oh if that is not enough, I do a quick whore shower and not quite dried off have to put my tights back on. Another battle with lycra!!Good god, I certainly hope that all of the struggle to get to and from the gym counts as calorie burning!!!es, this is a true story, and an example of my life and my own issues....