Isn't it funny how things work out? Just on the heels of complaining that I'm getting soft from lack of activity, and suddenly we get two feet of snow and I'm out there sweating bullets shoveling and hauling wood.
Not that I'm complaining, I'm not. It was awesome getting the snow, and I feel like we need more, but I am out of shape, and it took a bit before I was breathing normally shoveling the white stuff. You can see how people have heart attacks doing that sort of thing.
It was a workout, to say the least, but in a good way. Plus, now that I've burned a few calories, I can go have a few extra cookies after lunch.
Thanks for reading.