That's right, a manual push lawn mower. It's green (not just in color!), it's less expensive, I don't have to worry about stinky gasoline, the list goes on and on with the reasons why I wanted a push mower. So I got one. Tonight after work I changed into my yard working clothes (yeah, right. Like I have those...) and headed out to the front yard with the mower. And I thought I was BA out there with my eco-friendly mower, y'all. I was proud. I was strong. And now I think my upper body might fall off. Who knew you use so many chest muscles mowing the lawn? At first I thought I was having a heart attack, but since that's unlikely considering I'm only 24, I tried to think of why else my chest was hurting and tight. Then it hit me - the mower. I pushed it. It killed me. Hopefully next time will be better. I hope you appreciate this, Mother Earth.
xoxo,
Elle
