I sprinted to the parking lot and back for a trainee who had forgotten her paperwork...in a thin short sleeved shirt and khakis...and no coat...no bra, either, as they were all in the wash, only a camisole under said thin shirt. Yeah, I was pretty out of breath once I got back inside. It reminded me of track in high school when we had to run on very cold March days (almost like today) in teeny weeny shorts and a tank top.
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