It took about 2 hours of heavy duty snow shoveling yesterday to make a path to/around my car, to the goat pen, and to the back door. This was that heavy wet kind of snow, that takes real muscles to move it. Bend, scoop, twist, throw, repeat.
My heart beat really picked up!
Boy, it felt good to get some real honest exercise.
Sigh. But I gotta do it again today.
Yet another delay - I honestly started back on my writing, while preparing to get the house ready to sell and monitoring my son's epilepsy ... then it happened. Another lump ...