No, it's not about my closet (though it would hold true). I realized that my Denise Austin post contained an alarmingly suggestive opening clause.
So, my lovely readers, I'm asking for your participation yet again! Using the most absurd, lurid, mad depths of your imaginations, finish the following sentence:
"When I finished, surprisingly sweaty, I thought ..."
I know the educational backgrounds of some of my readers (ENGLISH MAJORS), so my expectations are pretty high. Check out the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest for inspiration. It doesn't have to be dirty, necessarily. Just entertain me.