Since we started going to Bikram classes at Red Dragon Yoga, it's been endless laundry around here. We've both been doing a lot of sweating -- insane, copious amounts of sweating-- hence, the every-other-day loads of wash.
After class, my clothes are soaked, my yoga towels are soaked, and by the time I get home for a shower, so is the towel I bring to put down on the seat of the car. I live in horror of the cloth seats in the rental car I'm driving these days developing that fuggy, swampy gym smell. Absolutely gruesome amounts of sweat.
Or should I say: good amounts.