>My family has this on-going joke which is really the rest of us making fun of mom. You see, mom is not a great speller and whenever she writes dad notes, the word “sweetie” comes out “sweatie.” It is pretty funny but, it may be one of those “you had to be there” things.
Anyway, the topic of the day is sweat. Today it reached well above 100 degrees here in Chiang Mai. We at The Centre are fantastic at picking the hottest day of the season for our big “Sport’s Day.” There were about fifty people running around, playing sports and sweating profusely. Gross.
Afterwards I was helping out a friend with a task that involved me driving my motorbike for about an hour straight. No big deal, right? Wrong. By the time I parked and took my helmet off, my hair was so wet with sweat that I was actually able to squeeze sweat out of it. I won’t even go into the state of my clothes. Disgusting.
I hate sweat.