Proof that there are gorgeous people crazy enough to do most anything:
As some friends and I were enjoying a late dinner and some frothy yeast libations on the patio of a restaurant, and generally bitching about the heat (it's been in the high 90's with the commensurate humidity here all week - brutal on this relocated yankee), I look up as a jogger goes by, wondering, "Who in their right mind would be running, in long workout pants, in this heat?"
The answer, apparently, is the older sister or cousin of Mercer's Mighty Healthy - late 20's, shoulder length brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, the aforementioned black stretch workout pants, and one of the world's most fortunate black sports bras. It was struggling valiantly (but in vain) to keep some kind of control on a pair of DD/E's that were doing their damnedest to cause a traffic pileup. The rest of this young woman looked like the workouts had been going on for some time - tanned, toned, and firm. Fortunately, my GF didn't catch me getting whiplash.
If only this had happened closer to home, I'd have an even more compelling reason to resume jogging. ;-)