In the past few weeks, Summer has hit the East coast like an eighteen wheeler on the New Jersey expressway, so we are in a minor heat wave in NYC. As I’ve mentioned before, that even though I live near the beach and all that good stuff, I am not a fan of Summer weather. And here are some of the top reasons why :
1. Sweating while just breathing makes me cranky. I don’t think this needs further explanation.
3. Having to go from arctic chill to tropical weather about five times a day. Which inevitably leads to number 6 on the list.
4. The heat index, the air temperature has been between 85°F (~30°C) – 96°F (~36°C), but with the humidity added in it has made me very unhappy and the air “feels like” 100°F (~38°C) to 110°F (~44°C). The heat index is basically a measure of my misery.
5. Two words, BOOB SWEAT, under the boobs and between the boobs, through the clothes and another reason for men to stare unabashedly at your boobs. I think I’ve broken the record for how many times to fit the word “boob” in a sentence.
6. Air conditioning and its perils: the summer cold /respiratory infection, which is a result of continually sitting in air conditioning that’s been turned up to the max, to feel like a sub-zero, and the mysterious dripping liquid that falls on you from no one knows made of what you hope is water. A lot of office buildings, public transportation, and schools have this situation. I’m a bit of a germaphobe if you couldn’t tell by that sentence.
7. Smelling other people. This is kind of self-explanatory but people tend to fall behind on their daily hygiene regimen, which is contradictory to all common sense but it is a fact. Smells are coming from sweat accumulated spots on people who unless you are in some kind of intimate relationship with them are goose-bump inducing. This comes up often during yoga class, downward dog is not my happy place then. Also, honorable mention goes to the burning of my eyeballs when I see more of strangers bodies than I ever wanted to see on the city streets by people who aren’t lacking any confidence and/or guts.
8. Sleeping is impossible for me, I can’t sleep without sheets and I can’t sleep with air conditioning. I am sleep deprived and I will amaze myself if I remember writing this post.
9. Not knowing if your deodorant is going to hold up for the day and questioning if you made enough swipes in your pits.
10. Entering and exiting the third level of hell that is the NYC subway system, where the temperatures on the platforms rise twenty degrees over the outside temperature, and the probability of an air-conditioned car is 50/50.
In my opinion, the season of Summer is more trouble than its worth. How do you feel about Summer? How do you go about keeping your cool when everything is working against you? I’d like to hear about it in the comment below.
Until our next rendezvous…