"I love the sweat, it's so beautiful," said this guy I was dancing with last night. The interesting thing is that I wasn't really sweating that much, at least for me. I don't know if he's seen me in rare form, but it's not a pretty site. On a hot night, I look like I just jumped in and out of the ocean, only fully clothed. It's hard to believe that my body can contain that much liquid. One time I weighed myself before and after salsa dancing and it was a 2 lb. difference. Sometimes, it gets to the point of ridiculous and I have to stop dancing before I turn into a walking sketch show of someone with a serious glandular disorder.

Just for today, I can be a Sweaty Salsera.