I am too old for this

This is the little beast. My riding mower has a flat tire that needs professional attention, so I have been trying to do my body good and push this little critter around my yard.  I have nearly a 1/2 acre to mow (house takes some of that) and I figured that it would be good exercise.

 Now this beast is what my neighbor has in the garage. He has the same 1/2 acre of land that I have and this is what he uses. I do think highly of my neighbor, he is nice guy, but the kid has jet fuel delivered once a week to fuel the damned thing, it takes sticks of dynamite in the cylinders to start, and has something like a 160 inch wide cut deck.  It is a lawn mowing monster.

In the time it takes for me to push that little beast of mine and mow my front yard, my neighbor puts his monster into low gear and mows his whole damn yard. Yes, you read that right. He puts that thing in gear, zips across the lawn, and is back in his garage before I even get the freakin front yard cut.

I know that some of you think I am jealous, but I am not. Yes, I have the urge to drag him off the damned thing and run over him with it, but I am 41 years old, sweating my ass off, and close to death from heat exhaustion when I think thoughts like that. 

One thing is for sure. The tire on my riding mower is getting fixed ASAP. I am not pushing one more inch when I can ride and drink beer in comfort.  It may not be as fast as the thing the neighbor rides, but it gets the job done, and does not bust my ass getting it done.