Life As A Profuse Sweater

Sweating.  We all do it (well, most of us).  Some lucky people don't hardly sweat at all.  Some of us though *cough cough* sweat a little bit more.  It sucks.  A lot.

You start the day feeling clean, happy and healthy.  Life is good.  Very good.  You can take on the world, and there's a smile on your face.

Then you step outside, and the heat hits you.  Or the humidity - it sucks too.  Or worse...both.  There's no other feeling like it.  You can feel your skin start to pucker deep down, like a face scrunching up in displeasure. 

Crap...

You try to tell yourself it'll be ok.  Everything will work out, and you'll have a great day.  Your body will stay cool, chilled, and relaxed.  I mean hey, it's only a little heat, right? 

Then your skin gets that feeling.  The one where it's about to start sweating, but it's still trying to cling in desperation to the coolness of the air.  All of which is gone, as far as your body is concerned - it's hot!  You realize, it's not happening.  You will start sweating.  Soon. 

You run through the mental check-list: 

-Deodorant/antiperspirant

-Shirt that will reasonably hide the sweat

-Perfume/clone to cover up the odor

-Rag/wipe/cloth to take care of face-sweat

If anything is missing/forgotten, it's an instant downer.

You go about your day, pretending you're not dreading anything.  Pretending you don't feel the first beads of sweat pushing out of your pores.  Like you don't feel your skin starting to cry. 

You are sill in the denial stage, simply dabbing away a stray bead or two.  Still holding onto the "I Got This" confidence, that has yet to be washed away in rivers of sweat. 

After a little while, you can tell your clothes are a little damp.  You've wiped sweat away, trying to keep it out of your eyes, hoping you don't look as bad as you feel.  Your hair is a little damp at the hairline. 

You've started showing signs, and feel the denial start to fade.  People are looking - they've noticed.  You feel the urge to be defensive, and just let it out.

Once you recognize and accept your fate for the day, your body seems to say "Finally!  Gates open!"  Suddenly, all the pores open, releasing the sweat your denial seemed to be holding in.

You start to worry about overheating, health problems, and if your shirt is see-through yet.  Your brain is thinking simply "Damn it's hot" and "Ice!  I need ice!" Within minutes, you're a wreck. 

You pray for rain, for a light breeze, or simply that you don't reek as badly as other people you know who pour sweat.  Your friends are still fresh, looking wonderful and happy.  Clueless of the hell your body is putting you through, each looking at you like

Basically making you want to smack them.  When you ask why they're not sweating, or if they're hot, they're still perky with patience and joy. 

You give them silent annoyance, while secretly (or not-so-secretly) envying their cool, calm body in the heat that's slowly dehydrating you.  Especially the people who crack the "don't sweat it" jokes, while you're clearly sweating...

You try to mimic the cool confidence you started the day with, grasping at the slim hope your attitude will help balance out your surely disgusting image.  Really, you just fake a smile, inwardly feeling utterly disgusting.

You can't wait to peel off your drenched clothes, and take a glorious shower, and as soon as you're home, that's where you're at.  Even with the refreshing cleanliness, you know soon, you'll start the whole thing back over again, setting you up for round two.  It'll start slow, concealed, and won't get to pouring (hopefully) with the cooler later-day weather, but will still leave you feeling gross.

You keep telling yourself to love your body, taking the good with the bad, while jealously wondering what the secret is of the non-sweaters who judge and turn their noses up at you.  They must have a secret, right?  Right...

We'll probably never know.  :'(

Just think: cooler weather is coming soon - you can make it!

Do you have to deal with profuse sweating?  How do you cope?  Are you one of the lucky people who don't sweat much?  Do you know how lucky you are?  Hopefully - all the sweaty people out there envy you.

Let us know what you think in the comments below!

Thanks for stopping by!  Keep sweating! :D

Random Thoughts on Life & Growing Up

So, recently I have been talking to a few of my friends.  We're all coming up on that age where a lot of people are having stuff start to happen in their lives.  One is getting promoted, another is graduating, another is pregnant, and another is moving to a new city.

I'm so happy for all their success, but part of me can't help but feel...inadequate.  I kind of end up feeling like Rachel in Friends, when her old friends come to visit and they're all like "I'm getting partner at my dad's firm!" and "I lost a sh*t ton of weight and look fabulous!" and "I'm having another baby and my husband is loaded!"  All while Rachel is like "I serve coffee, and live in the city...whoot?"

Kind of a buzz-kill.

That's how I felt the past few days.  Again, don't get me wrong - I couldn't be happier for my friends.  They've worked hard, and they deserve their prizes and good things, for sure.

What do I do with that feeling though?  I just feel like yay for you, and guess what!?  I...I...I'm getting a new phone.

Yay me...

Normally, this feeling would prompt me to re-evaluate my choices.  My life.  Where it's headed.  Change some stuff up so my luck improves and I keep moving forward.

Here's the issue with that though - I've given my life to God, and He's said "stay still and wait."

Ken and I feel like big things are coming, but we have to wait.  And wait.  And once we're done waiting, we'll have to wait some more.  We're feeling like our life is passing us by, but trying to be positive, and not think negatively.  Sometimes though, we feel like:

We've both been late bloomers in life, and apparently that's not over.  I think we're in the "we're waiting some more" phase, so hopefully it'll be soon, where God lets us go to town.

See, right now, we are in training.  We joke that it's God's boot camp or Basic.  We're honing skills, going through a ton of tests, trials, and challenges.  By waiting and trusting Him, we're strengthening our relationship with Him.  I know in the future, we'll be so glad we went through all this, and stuck it out.  We're living a life that's unconventional, and getting more odd all the time.

We have the urge to control it ourselves - to make it happen in our time, instead of waiting for God's plan to lay itself out and happen when it's supposed to.  That's what a lot of people do - take the wheel from God, and control it themselves.

Well, we've aspired to not do that, and this is part of that difficulty.  Waiting.  Waiting while others succeed faster.  He's building our patience, and waiting for us to build our Faith a bit more, and strengthen it as much as possible.

It totally feels like those dogs who have the treat on their nose, and have to wait.  And wait.  And drool, while waiting some more.  It'll be worth it, and I know He'll be proud of our Faith and commitment to honoring and obeying Him.

But it's hard.

And I want the cookie.

I'm tired, and I want...something.

But I'll keep waiting.  I'll keep having Faith.  I'll keep trusting.  And I'll be happy that I'm following God, and He's leading us down such a unique path.  It'll be worth it in the end, I know.  He's said so! :)

If that damn dog can do it, then so can I! :D