It's amazing how out of shape I am after our long, soggy, indoor winter. We spent the beautiful sunny day yesterday doing yardwork, pruning the tree over our front walk, and digging up the top of the rock wall in order to plant some ground cover. It wasn't like we pushed ourselves. We wore our big bucket hats and our gloves and sunglasses. We took our 1-liter water bottles. But I guess simply bending over becomes problematic after age 40 if you don't do a lot of gardening year-round to stay flexible.
And today, I feel like I've run the 100-meter hurdles. With a full pack.
Time to get back in shape, he murmured under his breath for the seventeenth time this month.