When I am doing absolutely anything other than physically exerting myself, I do not like to sweat. I dislike sweating walking to and from Starbucks in the summer months, I do not like sweating after spending two minutes in the stifling garage looking for a particular tool. I dislike sweat when I’m enjoying myself at a convention taking pictures, walking around and watching people. I even dislike sweating when I’m at a baseball game, which is absolutely ludicrous considering baseball is a sport played in the summertime.
The bottom line is that when it is not time to sweat, I do not like it when my body’s core temperature has risen and it feels the need to secrete some perspiration to cool itself down.
But when it is time to sweat, not only do I not mind sweating, I actually kind of love it.
Sweating is like tangible proof of the effort I’m expending, and let’s myself and everyone who can see me know that I am probably working harder than you are.