My New Gym
There’s something vety satisfying about being destructive. Last night, I bashed and pried apart a couple of forklift pallets – I need the lumber for some box planters I’ve been comissioned to make for a local day care centre. Once I’d done that for about half an hour, I’d worked up quite a sweat. Then, I took a break for dinner, then went out and did it again for another hour.
My arms and shoulders hurt. In fact, just about everything hurts. But, it’s a good hurt, and I know if I keep going at this rate, it can only be a good thing. Now all I need to do is just sit down with Superwife and figure out what days I can ride to work to burn off even more calories.