The Diva Diaries--What I Wore to the Gym

A Valentine’s Day workout demands heart—preferably one that’s beating.  For last Tuesday’s masochistic marathon my workout wear covered all the traditional bases—a cherry red bandanna and a blue T-shirt sporting a big red heart.  The best thing about the heart was that it pointed the way in case CPR was needed.

At spinning on Thursday I was the Woman in Black.  I wore a black girl-shaped T-shirt emblazoned with a white “USF” and black padded bike shorts.  A pale gray bandanna atop my head did little to absorb the river of sweat and tears that poured down my face.  Black workout gear is the best choice for hiding sweat stains and making me look composed and utterly in control, even when my legs buckle as I walk out of the spinning studio after class.

I wrapped up my week at the gym today in a pair of black yoga pants, a thrifted T-shirt that speaks fondly of some little-known coffee shop in San Francisco, and my ever-present bandanna. Today was strength training and step class.  No drama, only pride in a butt well maintained.  I've earned the right to wear my Wonder Woman T-shirt.