Just lying there before class, with the lights off, the room felt like a sauna; within fifteen minutes of what I can only remember as standing up with feet together, it was as if I were drowning in my own sweat. More than once I closed my eyes and rested my head on my knees or somewhere else it's never been and decided I'd die now… but didn't, and glutton for punishment that I am, I'm back on the Itchy & Scratch Land log ride next Friday.