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Personal Narrative: My Last Lap
As I was waI stopped to take a breather as I was done finishing my last lap out of the 4 miles. I had called my mom to pick me up and ten minutes ago, but she was not here yet, I just assumed she was just running a little bit late. I can tell you standing outside in the flaming fiery sun, covered in sweat with no water bottle in hand is no fun.

As I was waiting beads of sweat, thermoregulatory sweating, started appearing on my skin. The two types of sweating are eccrine glands, armpits, and apocrine glands, in the palms and soles of my hand. I knew my body was performing it’s natural procedure to cool my body down. My body temperature increased from 98.6 to 99.5 degrees Fahrenheit when I finished my last lap. Maintaining temperature is a one
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