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I used to fan myself with a crumpled program like it was 1952. Then I discovered handheld misting fans and my whole outdoor experience changed. These are the ones that survived a full season of weekend tournaments.






















There was a track meet last June where I thought I might actually pass out on the metal bleachers. Cooling towels saved me from becoming a cautionary tale on the local news.






















Nothing worse than reaching for your water bottle in the third quarter and taking a sip of liquid that's basically warm soup. I fixed that problem permanently last summer.






















I got a sunburn through my shirt once. Through my actual shirt. That's when I stopped messing around and started treating sun protection like a real strategy instead of just slapping on SPF 30.




















Metal bleachers at 2pm in July feel like sitting on a panini press. I finally invested in actual comfort and stopped limping to my car after every game with grill marks on my legs.




















