Why I'm a fully clothed nudist - today!

Whoa....don't abuse me....yet! I live in a large Victorian House, set in 3 acres ( about 2 Hectares) of garden. As the house sale is part of our separation settlement, I'm living here. I sold my tractor and am left with a very good 'push' mower and a ride-on mower. I'm an old (67) year old bugger, who doesn't exercise a lot ( can't get a sports-bra in my size)! Yesterday I opted to use the push mower. Did I mention the garden is VERY secluded? Well...I decided ( because it was a LOVELY sunny day) to cut the grass in the nud. Well, I did most in a couple of hours. Time for a beer. Then a shower. Felt great. This morning....I look like a bloody beetroot ( red). In pain too. NOW does the reader ( if there are any) understand why I'm a 'fully-clothed nudist?' Happy Easter everyone. Ouch! Regards, Tom.