It is an impossibility to me that this woman didn't notice what was going on. I about barfed. We're not talking little globs here, no sirree. I mean, I'm a woman, it happens. The tampon leaks.
Point is, it does happen.
I mention the girth thing because I'm thinking that that's the only way she couldn't know that her lower half resembled a slaughterhouse. She was so big, well, I donno. She was huge and bloody and she continued on that treadmill for at least as long as I was on the stairmaster. I love it. I'm enthralled with being back.