Not What I Call a Rest Day

No Running Today, but it sure as hell was not a rest day. Yesterday’s multi-type storm made clean-up, both necessary and a pain-in-the-arse.

Okay, first walk with Bean was okay, the footing a bit treacherous with ice under the slush, but walkable.

After breakfast the real fun began, the snowblower and I had two hours of getting re-acquainted, which is always fun. The shoulders and wrists just love all that wonderful vibration and pulling on a behemoth on wheels. No the snow was not more than 5-6 inches, but underneath was a nice frozen base that was so much fun to walk on. Continue reading