Describes me. I love hard work—love it—if it’s making me sweat. Will go ‘till I puke, keep going, then tell you I had a great time afterward. Sports, physical l

Describes me. I love hard work—love it—if it’s making me sweat. Will go ‘till I puke, keep going, then tell you I had a great time afterward. Sports, physical labor, any of that. Just don’t ask me to run for the sake of running—there’s hardly a more-boring activity on the planet, to me. Intellectual work is soul-crushing and makes me want to stop and do literally anything else within a couple hours, by contrast. And I’ve got some natural talent for it! I can’t imagine how intolerable it’d be otherwise. But the painfully-boring leave-me-a-husk-by-EOD intellectual jobs pay better and don’t (necessarily) ruin your body by age 40, so I tappy-tappy at keyboards instead of building fences or whatever. Sigh. Same goes for academics. Studying’s draining. Doing baseball (or whatever) drills is awesome. But maybe I only feel that way because I’m American. I dunno.