I am outdoors a lot. I do not play a lot of sports, but working for an NGO requires me to do lot of legwork, mainly in poor communities. We schedule a lot of talks with local community leaders, conduct workshops and feeding programs, and launch discussions with the community or other groups interested in our advocacy. Most of the time, the hours we spend outside the office fall within the time frame that scientists advise people to spend indoors. And I tell you, it is hot out there!
|Ate Arlene in one of our activities|
From around 10 am, I can feel the sun slowly intensifying its heat, reaching its peak at around 2pm. By then, I’ve already shed a significant amount of sweat.
Some days are more bearable than others. These are the times when clouds litter the sky and provide us a brief respite from the sun’s burning rays. Or those times when the breeze blows and cools us down. I even catch myself trying to whistle when the air is so still or the soft wind isn’t enough to refresh us. Whistling, according to old wives’s tales, invites the wind to blow. :D
But there are those days when the sun is beating down so hard with nary a cloud in the sky, and all you want to do is lie naked in your bedroom , spreadeagled, to let the air from the creaky fan reach even your smallest crevices. Pardon me, but that’s how I feel and imagine I would do given the chance.