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I weighed myself after I was finished mowing, and I swear I lost about 20
pounds in sweat (OK, slight exaggeration)!

Have I whined enough yet to get any sympathy at all??? ;

Hugs,

CatNipped

You poor girl =o) But the way you wrote the above, I just couldn't help
laughing. Is there anyway you can hire someone to cut your jungle (slight
exaggeration) lawn before the Homeowner's society noticed and got mad about
it? =o) Or is there anyway you can keep a sheep or two within your
residential zone to control the grass? G

Melissa

"jmcquown" wrote in message news:vFEqe.115376 I
hear ya, Jo. Where I live it's about as hot as where 'nipped is. When I
rented a house the lawn was quite large. For a while my then roommate
brother and I took turns mowing. He then got married and took the mower
with him. I hired a couple of young guys (not kids) in the neighborhood
who
were trying to earn extra money. For a mere $20 they would come every
week
or week and a half. One would mow while the other used a trimmer on the
bushes around the front of the house. Much cheaper than a "service" and
they did a fine job... except the guy with the electric hedge trimmer kept
cutting through his power cords! LOL

Jill



My employer many years ago made a major mistake in designing the new office
building we moved into. The four main private offices had large windows
overlooking a lovely grassed and landscaped area. Every Friday the Lawn
Mower Guys came to mow the grass. Usually very nice looking shirtless lawn
mower guys. Three of those offices belonged to three of us female type
employees. Nobody got any work done while they where there. And it was
darn hard to keep the clerical staff at their desks and our of our offices
as well.

Jo

On Sat, 11 Jun 2005 10:30:20 -0500, "Catnipped"
wrote:

OK, last summer I cut the grass every week and it resulted in me having to
get a lithotripsy! With my fish-belly white skin and intolerance for even
mild heat, I was really meant to be born in Alaska, but fate made a cruel
mistake by plonking my #$$ down in the gulf coast.

Every time I would cut the grass, not only would I sweat buckets (pardon the
gross imagery, but my core body temperature would rise so high that my face
would turn beet red and I would *continue* to sweat for hours even after I'd
showered and sat down in the A/C! All that loss of fluid resulted in kidney
stones (I couldn't drink enough fast enough to replace the fluid), and my
doctor really did tell me I had to quit cutting grass unless I wanted to
have a couple of lithotripsies every year.

Course the estimate might seem a trifle expensive, but it just so
happens I mow yards ;-)

On a more practical side, I find it hard myself to keep hydrated if
I'm only drinking one type of beverage. Normally, I carry two or more
caffeine free drinks, and of course water, when I'm working. Every
time I go by the truck I drink a big glass of each, whether I feel
thristy or not (something they taught us in the Army was that by the
time your body starts to feel the need for a drink, you can already be
well on the way to being dehydrated, and it's impossible to catch up).
On hot summer days, it's not unusual for me to drink 2 liters each of
unsweetened lemonade, water, and diet A&W Root beer, and still lose 5
pounds. No doubt I'd have to drink even more if we had the humdity you
have down south.

So, that leaves it up to DH. Now I've told you all the DH is, um,
"ergonomically challenged"! He will cut the grass, but will put it off and
put if off until the grass is blocking the view from the upstairs windows
(OK, slight exaggeration). I'm afraid that our home-owners association will
end up issuing us a fine.

Staring out of my office window yesterday evening, and seeing the grass knee
high, I knew I couldn't wait for DH to get around to mowing. So early this
morning I put on some cool clothes and got the lawn mower out.

It's now June, and here in Houston it's at least 150 F in the shade by
7:00AM (OK, slight exaggeration). We have St. Augustine grass which is
about the thickest grass there is - with about 3,000,000 blades per square
inch (OK, slight exaggeration), and at 7:00 AM is still wet from dew and
even harder to push a mower through.

I'm now down to 125 pounds soaking wet, which, most of the time, is a good
thing, but at times when a person needs to put some weight behind a task it
leaves me lacking. The mower we have is just one step up from the kind that
has no motor at all. The thing that makes the wheels turn are human
muscles, not a power train! The corner lot we live on is about 100 acres of
lawn (OK, slight exaggeration). I know it sounds impossible, but I swear
there are more uphill areas on our lawn than there are downhill areas and
some areas are almost vertical (OK, slight exaggeration). I was pushing
that danged mower so hard there were times that my body was horizontal to
the ground.

I weighed myself after I was finished mowing, and I swear I lost about 20
pounds in sweat (OK, slight exaggeration)!

Have I whined enough yet to get any sympathy at all??? ;

Hugs,

CatNipped


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"Steve Touchstone" wrote in message
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On Sat, 11 Jun 2005 10:30:20 -0500, "Catnipped"
wrote:

OK, last summer I cut the grass every week and it resulted in me having to
get a lithotripsy! With my fish-belly white skin and intolerance for even
mild heat, I was really meant to be born in Alaska, but fate made a cruel
mistake by plonking my #$$ down in the gulf coast.

Every time I would cut the grass, not only would I sweat buckets (pardon
the
gross imagery, but my core body temperature would rise so high that my
face
would turn beet red and I would *continue* to sweat for hours even after
I'd
showered and sat down in the A/C! All that loss of fluid resulted in
kidney
stones (I couldn't drink enough fast enough to replace the fluid), and my
doctor really did tell me I had to quit cutting grass unless I wanted to
have a couple of lithotripsies every year.

Course the estimate might seem a trifle expensive, but it just so
happens I mow yards ;-)

On a more practical side, I find it hard myself to keep hydrated if
I'm only drinking one type of beverage. Normally, I carry two or more
caffeine free drinks, and of course water, when I'm working. Every
time I go by the truck I drink a big glass of each, whether I feel
thristy or not (something they taught us in the Army was that by the
time your body starts to feel the need for a drink, you can already be
well on the way to being dehydrated, and it's impossible to catch up).
On hot summer days, it's not unusual for me to drink 2 liters each of
unsweetened lemonade, water, and diet A&W Root beer, and still lose 5
pounds. No doubt I'd have to drink even more if we had the humdity you
have down south.



At least where its humid, everyone knows they are sweating and it kind of
serves as a reminder that a drink might be a good idea. In dryer climates,
you will sweat just as much, but since it evaporates, you don't get the same
feeling that you lost a lost of water. That is why we say "but its a dry
heat. The evaporation makes you feel cooler. I'd take 99 here over 89 in
Florida any day in the week. We don't get prickly heat or heat rash.

Jo



Jo

On Sat, 11 Jun 2005 23:58:55 -0700, "Jo Firey"
wrote:

At least where its humid, everyone knows they are sweating and it kind of
serves as a reminder that a drink might be a good idea. In dryer climates,
you will sweat just as much, but since it evaporates, you don't get the same
feeling that you lost a lost of water. That is why we say "but its a dry
heat. The evaporation makes you feel cooler. I'd take 99 here over 89 in
Florida any day in the week. We don't get prickly heat or heat rash.

I know exactly what you mean. I grew up in Bakersfield, Calif, with
dry heat, and we sometimes went over the mountain into the Mojave to
off road in the desert. When Desert Storm came along we thought we
were prepared for the heat, being stationed in SW Oklahoma. Nope, no
way - we ended up on an island in the Persian Gulf with 85% humidty
and temps over 135.

Funny story: When I joined the Army in '73 I told the recruiter I
didn't really care where I was stationed, just wanted somewhere warm.
My first permanent station was Ft Campbell, Kentucky, which isn't
exactly known for it's frigid climate, but I happened to arrive there
during the worst ice storm they had had in years. When I left
Kentucky, it was north to Fairbanks, Alaska which IS known for its
frigid climate ;-) I have never felt so cold as when I got off the
plane in Fairbanks one fine May night, after spending 30 days in
Southern California on leave.
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Catnipped wrote:

OK, last summer I cut the grass every week and it resulted in me
having to get a lithotripsy! With my fish-belly white skin and
intolerance for even mild heat, I was really meant to be born in
Alaska, but fate made a cruel mistake by plonking my #$$ down in the
gulf coast.

Every time I would cut the grass, not only would I sweat buckets
(pardon the gross imagery, but my core body temperature would rise so
high that my face would turn beet red and I would *continue* to sweat
for hours even after I'd showered and sat down in the A/C! All that
loss of fluid resulted in kidney stones (I couldn't drink enough fast
enough to replace the fluid), and my doctor really did tell me I had
to quit cutting grass unless I wanted to have a couple of
lithotripsies every year.

So, that leaves it up to DH. Now I've told you all the DH is, um,
"ergonomically challenged"! He will cut the grass, but will put it
off and put if off until the grass is blocking the view from the
upstairs windows (OK, slight exaggeration). I'm afraid that our
home-owners association will end up issuing us a fine.

Staring out of my office window yesterday evening, and seeing the
grass knee high, I knew I couldn't wait for DH to get around to
mowing. So early this morning I put on some cool clothes and got the
lawn mower out.

It's now June, and here in Houston it's at least 150 F in the shade by
7:00AM (OK, slight exaggeration). We have St. Augustine grass which
is about the thickest grass there is - with about 3,000,000 blades
per square inch (OK, slight exaggeration), and at 7:00 AM is still
wet from dew and even harder to push a mower through.

I'm now down to 125 pounds soaking wet, which, most of the time, is a
good thing, but at times when a person needs to put some weight
behind a task it leaves me lacking. The mower we have is just one
step up from the kind that has no motor at all. The thing that makes
the wheels turn are human muscles, not a power train! The corner lot
we live on is about 100 acres of lawn (OK, slight exaggeration). I
know it sounds impossible, but I swear there are more uphill areas on
our lawn than there are downhill areas and some areas are almost
vertical (OK, slight exaggeration). I was pushing that danged mower
so hard there were times that my body was horizontal to the ground.

I weighed myself after I was finished mowing, and I swear I lost
about 20 pounds in sweat (OK, slight exaggeration)!

Have I whined enough yet to get any sympathy at all??? ;

Hugs,

CatNipped

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http://www.coolerbars.com/
http://www.summitstone.com/ClimaTechHeatShield.htm

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"Catnipped" wrote in message
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snipped.

I weighed myself after I was finished mowing, and I swear I lost about 20
pounds in sweat (OK, slight exaggeration)!

Have I whined enough yet to get any sympathy at all??? ;

Hugs,

CatNipped

{{{{Lori}}}}. Suggestion: If you're averse to hiring someone to do it and
shop around, you might be able to find a "self-propelled" mower for "fairly
cheap". It *will* help, especially in thick/tall grass.

Of course there's the potential downside that Dan will interpret such an
acquisition as "Great! Lori's going to do the lawn now." ;

Sam, closely supervised by Mistletoe

Duke of URL wrote:
Catnipped wrote:

OK, last summer I cut the grass every week and it resulted in me
having to get a lithotripsy! With my fish-belly white skin and
intolerance for even mild heat, I was really meant to be born in
Alaska, but fate made a cruel mistake by plonking my #$$ down in the
gulf coast.

Every time I would cut the grass, not only would I sweat buckets
(pardon the gross imagery, but my core body temperature would rise so
high that my face would turn beet red and I would *continue* to sweat
for hours even after I'd showered and sat down in the A/C! All that
loss of fluid resulted in kidney stones (I couldn't drink enough fast
enough to replace the fluid), and my doctor really did tell me I had
to quit cutting grass unless I wanted to have a couple of
lithotripsies every year.

So, that leaves it up to DH. Now I've told you all the DH is, um,
"ergonomically challenged"! He will cut the grass, but will put it
off and put if off until the grass is blocking the view from the
upstairs windows (OK, slight exaggeration). I'm afraid that our
home-owners association will end up issuing us a fine.

Staring out of my office window yesterday evening, and seeing the
grass knee high, I knew I couldn't wait for DH to get around to
mowing. So early this morning I put on some cool clothes and got the
lawn mower out.

It's now June, and here in Houston it's at least 150 F in the shade
by 7:00AM (OK, slight exaggeration). We have St. Augustine grass
which is about the thickest grass there is - with about 3,000,000
blades per square inch (OK, slight exaggeration), and at 7:00 AM is
still wet from dew and even harder to push a mower through.

I'm now down to 125 pounds soaking wet, which, most of the time, is a
good thing, but at times when a person needs to put some weight
behind a task it leaves me lacking. The mower we have is just one
step up from the kind that has no motor at all. The thing that makes
the wheels turn are human muscles, not a power train! The corner lot
we live on is about 100 acres of lawn (OK, slight exaggeration). I
know it sounds impossible, but I swear there are more uphill areas on
our lawn than there are downhill areas and some areas are almost
vertical (OK, slight exaggeration). I was pushing that danged mower
so hard there were times that my body was horizontal to the ground.

I weighed myself after I was finished mowing, and I swear I lost
about 20 pounds in sweat (OK, slight exaggeration)!

Have I whined enough yet to get any sympathy at all??? ;

Hugs,

CatNipped

http://www.sparklingearth.com/produc...ategory=100034
http://www.coolerbars.com/

I have a cople of those things around here somewhere (different brand).
Soak them in water and whatever they put in them (I think it's like those
silca beads like you find in packets with your new shoes), swell up and hold
all that water. Tie it around your neck and the evaporation of the water in
it helps to keep you cool. Works pretty good, too. Gonna use them next
time I mow, or when DH & I go on our next hike, canoe trip or camping,


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