How Sweating Affected My Life

Sep 30
09:01

2008

Robert Stanford

Robert Stanford

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Learn how sweating can drastically affect your life.

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I use to sweat so much that my white t-shirts would last about 1 month before I would have to go out and buy more-they all had huge yellow stains under the armpits.

I no longer have to buy new t-shirts since I have permanently solved my sweating problem (see below).   I am immensely thankful for that because my gross perspiration drastically affected my life:
 
Whether it would be in business meetings,How Sweating Affected My Life Articles lounging around the house, or on dates, especially on dates, I use to always sweat.  I think I use to sweat more than anybody I know!

You might be reading this now saying, “Oh no, I sweat worse than you do.”  I do not know if this is possible.  My armpits sweat, sure, but sometimes my feet and my hands become drenched.  I remember feeling lucky because the one place that I did not sweat, unless I was doing athletics, was on my face.  Can you believe I felt fortunate that I did not sweat on my face?

Before I solved the problem, I would have to factor my sweating into everything that I did.  For example, everybody tells me that I look great in blue.  “It compliments your eyes so well” people would say.  If you are a person who sweats frequently, you know that any light or royal blue is out.  Your sweat stands out more than Shaquille O’Neil in a room full of children.  Occasionally, I could wear a Navy colored shirt and this would conceal the sweat.

Sweat dictated my wardrobe.  Since most colors have the same effect as blue, I was reduced to wearing basic blacks and whites.  I would have to re-buy the whites after I stained them and the blacks usually ended up stained white from all the various deodorants I tried.

Seriously, I tried every anti-perspirant known to man:  Degree, Dry Idea, Mitchum, Old Spice, Right Guard, Adidas, Tom’s of Maine.  I even tried this special deodorant from France.  (Maybe I should just move to France, I thought, since they don’t care as much about hygiene.)   Anyway, you name it, I tried it, and I tried it in every form:  spray, roll-on, gel…everything.

I had pretty much given up.  Nothing Worked!  I would have to factor this sweat nightmare into every life-situation, every event I attended, and romantic moment. 

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