Incense

After today's walk/run, I got to the corner where my trainer and the team meet, but at some distance a terrible, strong scent filled the air. It was like a powerful, old-fashioned perfume. At first I thought someone who had doused himself in aftershave lotion had run by. I went up to the team, one of whom was on a mat and stretching with the help of one of Adrián's fellow trainers.

"What's that god-awful smell?" I asked. Ana roared with laughter and showed me: a small stick of incense burned at a small distance from the mat.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's better than smelling Rodolfo," she replied--Rodolfo being the sweat-soaked runner stretching on the mat. Rodolfo, being the good-natured young man he is, only smiled. Not only that, it seems the incense remedy is used with some frequency, though only with men.

It's the testosterone that makes 'em stink.