“Don’t wait, just sweat.”

It is sunny and breezy, a strong enough breeze to chase the earlier humidity away. It rained last night but not much. The temperature will stay in the mid 70’s all day. Gracie is restless and already panting, a sign the day is too warm for her. I have given her treats, pulled her onto the couch and taken her outside, but she’s still not happy. I can’t take the staring. Maddie too is impatient. She keeps meowing at me. I give her treats but they’re not enough. Both these animals feel far too entitled, my fault I know.

I got most of my errands done yesterday but not the dump. I was gone a couple of hours in and out of stores so when I got home, I was too hot and tired for the dump. It will have to be today as I have no time tomorrow.

The paper explained that older people don’t have the capacity to adjust to temperatures as well as younger people because old people don’t sweat as much, and many take medication that affects body temperature. I mustn’t be at that stage yet as I was sweating yesterday. All my life I have been a head sweater (as in one who sweats not in reference to a garment to be worn). That might already have been obvious to you, but sweater just didn’t look right to me: hence the aside. I’m glad I’m not a pit sweater. That always looks gross to me.

When I was packing for Ghana, my mother and I looked for a strong antiperspirant knowing how hot it gets in Africa. We found one with maximum protection which keeps you smelling great for 48 hours. Who could have asked for more? Well, I used it and ended up with boils under each armpit, a carbuncle, meaning a cluster of boils, a word I wish I didn’t have to learn. I couldn’t even lift my arms to write on the board. I didn’t connect with the deodorant right away as Ghana has all sorts of diseases, but I stopped using the deodorant anyway. The boils did their thing and eventually broke. I wrote the Peace Corps doctor asking for information. He figured it could be an infection or even my deodorant and said to stop using it. I had guessed right. After the boils finally disappeared, I used powder. It didn’t provide 48 hour protection, but I didn’t care. Those boils were the worst.

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6 Comments on ““Don’t wait, just sweat.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    If it’s hot and muggy, I sweat. Or if I’m doing strenuous activities like mowing the lawn or shoveling snow. (Sorry, I said a bad word.) There are spots on each of my temples which seem to be overly enthusiastic pores that send little streams of perspiration down each of my cheeks. But at least I don’t have that little ball of sweat on the end of my nose which bothered Rosanna Rosannadanna so much. 😀

    Today was Murphy’s Law Day at my house. I sent the jeep in because it had a loose belt. Mechanic called later and said yes, it does have a loose belt but that was not the source of the noise. It needs a new clutch. Ka-CHING! I’ll have to wait on that. Not enough pennies this month.

    It just rained for second or two. Now the sun is out. It’s humid and warm.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I also have similar sweaty areas. On the hottest, most humid days, I’m forever wiping my face even when I’m just sitting. I had to laugh at your mention of that ball of sweat at the end of RR’s nose.

      Wow, I hate that. I feel your pain. I went in for an oil change and found out I needed new brakes and new brake pads. I had to say. You never toy with brakes.

      No rain here. I had the AC on all day. I just turned it off and Gracie is aLREADY PANTING.

      HAVE A GREAT EVENING!!

  2. Birgit Says:

    Today is international Parking Day. Public parking spaces downtown are used for plants, bikes, games, music and more to regain urban space for people. It’s not big here yet but necessary especially in this car town, biking is still difficult and partly dangerous. I was there to support this campaign but only for about an hour because it was cold and I’m still sick but I had to leave home to go shopping by bike anyway.

    I hope Gracie can enjoy the dump ride despite the heat.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      Boston is a difficult city for bikes. Many of the roads are narrow, former cow paths. The city is trying to add bike lanes to encourage leaving cars at home.

      Here on the cape there is a bike path which they keep expanding and joining parts to the whole. They just built two bike bridges over two different busy roads, and my town took out the old rails and paved the former rail beds to add more bike trails. You can go all the way to Provincetown.

      Gracie loves the dump no matter the weather.

  3. olof1 Says:

    I’m not at that age yet then because I do sweat a lot at work and evenly over my body, still I don’t feel I can adjust to warm weather at all now days and I blame my work place. It’s nasty warm there every day so I actually enjoy when it goes below 32F I never thought I would say that in my life since I was a heat lover until just a few years ago 🙂 🙂

    I guess a head sweater should look much like a cap but with tiny arms for the ears 🙂 🙂 I’m rather tired right now so I’ve been laughing out loud quite some time now imagining how it would look 🙂

    Nova is fine this morning and doesn’t seem to have any pain where the tumors were, she even played wildly with Albin for a while 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I’m glad to hear Nova is much better and willing to go after Albin. Those ears are pesky!

      Okay, I’m liking your head sweater, and I’m thinking the arms would be really tiny! Int is easier to be silly when you’re tired.

      I never minded the cold until the last few years. I wear a sweatshirt around the house all winter. I used to just wear a shirt and was plenty warm. Now I understand better why my mother’s house was always hot to me.

      Have a wonderful Saturday.


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