The sun sets on another day…
Ick.
It hurts to type right now. I think it hurts to hurt. After picking up tree after tree and feeding them into the maw of a shredder I have found that getting old can be painful.
When I was younger I could split wood all day with an axe or a maul and a splitting wedge. doing so during the summers gave me strength and felt really good. Now, after a hard day’s work, I feel like I have been in a bar fight with five Mike Tysons.
Still it was a good day yesterday and I enjoyed clearing some area and identifying more trees that I need to cut down. I think I just need to do it more often so my body is used to swinging an axe, handling a chainsaw, and pushing the envelope each day. in the end it will definitely be worth it even though today I discovered a new level of sore.
So as the sun sets on another day, take a moment and find something you love to do then do it and enjoy every moment you can, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, have fun, and sore can be good…