I'm digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt - Peter Gabriel, "Digging in the Dirt"
It's more like "To find new places I will hurt, To open up new places I'll get hurt." I've probably spent 12 hrs working in my yard over the past week and a half. Unfortunately, if you saw it, you probably couldn't tell. My friend and I have pulled out shrubs, restacked rock borders, dug up vicious TN briers (appropriately named Devil's Backbone by my neighbor), removed unwanted plants, etc. And thanks to this year's drought, the TN clay had been baked rock hard.
All this change is good. To say my yard lacked curb-appeal was an understatment. What's bad is that once again I'm reminded that while my brain still thinks I'm 20, but body feels like it's 60. I hurt. A Lot. Today I'm hobbling around the house 'cause my back is throbbing and my knees scream when I try to stand up from a sitting postion. Can't wait for the DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness for all those who don't live with a PT) to set in tomorrow. Thank you, God, for Aleve.
(To the 3 people who may read this blog - I'm sorry the content of this blog screams of the mundane. My temporary physical suffering is demanding my attention.)
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3 comments:
Sounds like the PT in your house needs to give you a back rub (and leg rub, arm rub, etc.)
:-)
I agree with Christy. We'll be working in the yard on Saturday, so you'll see me hobbling at church...
Yeah, you have an in-house well trained therapist-type. I know a lot of times the plumber has a drip in his spigot, but tell 'im to get off the couch and get going. What Christy said. ;-)
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