In 1976, when I was a rep and forced to drive around in the huge, summer heat in a suit, in a car with no aircon. I found myself putting a shedload more salt on my food than was normal. And of course I didn't wear the jacket except to get from the car to the customer.You can get enough from normal food
I add it to chips or when I have had a really sweaty day, when you get white bits on your shirt after the sweat has dried. Guessing that don’t happen from behind a pooter
J
I ended up hitting the road at 6 a.m. getting to customers just as they opened, packing it in at 1 p.m. changing into shorts and a T-shirt, and driving home. Wrung out wasn't the word.