I didn't like sweating very much when I was young. After sweating, it was cold and uncomfortable. But I can't. My home is in the countryside. After I come home from school, or on weekends, especially in summer vacation, I will help with farm work. I sweat a lot and feel very tired. I often fall asleep next to the bed board without taking a shower and eating.
When I was a teenager, I didn't like sweating either. At that time, I was growing up, in summer. After going to physical education class, I saw other girls' clothes sticking to me, and the lines in all parts were obvious. I don't feel elegant, so I shy away from glaring eyes, so I hate PE teachers. He always gives orders and runs five laps to warm up in class. I have no choice but to go jogging, fearing that the idea of going to physical education class will continue to college.
When I was in college, I began to feel good about sweating. Although there is no physical education class, there are always many people running on the plastic track of the school at night, men and women, red and green.
At first, I didn't think it was necessary to score, nor was the pain of running five laps. However, a roommate has a boyfriend and wants to lose weight. As a good friend, I promised her to go to the playground for exercise from 6 pm to 7 pm every day. As the sun sets, the heat on the college playground gradually dissipates. In the thick summer heat, I accompanied her to run round and round, with my pores open and sweat oozing out. My face turned red, and big drops of sweat flowed from my forehead to my cheeks and then to my neck. I waved my sleeve and kept wiping it. When the sweat is pressing, I pull up the front of the clothes, or the corners of the clothes, and wipe them hard over and over again. It's nice to sweat bravely against the wind. Go back to the dormitory, take a hot bath, relax and have a good sleep. Running is the joy of life.
After marriage, the office at work is air-conditioned and the bedroom at home is air-conditioned. Work in an air-conditioned room every day and sleep in an air-conditioned room. There are few opportunities to sweat, and I have to take my children to work, so I can hardly spare time for exercise and fitness.
Sometimes I have time to go to the gym. That kind of happiness makes me addicted. Change into sportswear, bring a sweat-absorbent towel and a clean suit, and run to the gym. Run five kilometers, or do yoga for 45 minutes, or ride a spinning bike for 30 minutes. My face and body are sweaty in all directions, and the whole towel is wet. After sweating like rain, the dissatisfaction at work, the contradictions in the family and the troubles in parenting are all forgotten. This feeling is really good!
Living alone in my hometown, I don't need to call on WeChat anymore, and I can go back to my family every week. Seeing my mother's busy figure, I also tried my best to help share it. Whether it's planting vegetables with a hoe in hand, cooking and washing dishes with an apron, bending down to wipe the table floor, or cutting fish in the field and rabbits eating grass, it has become a kind of fun, a kind of exercise that combines rest and work, and a kind of farmhouse music that looks at the clouds. My mother always smiles when she sees my wet back.
Do more exercise if you have something to do. Aren't you happy? Unhappy? Nothing can't be solved by a few handfuls of sweat. Where will you go after a wedding? To tell you the truth, my mind has changed a lot. It is also a kind of growth and maturity to get rid of my typhoon-like personality and paint the rest of my life lightly with an attitude that you are actually not that important. It would be better if British humor could be added.