Snow Ball
January 23, 2016
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The snow keeps coming. I shoveled for two hours very early this morning and only moved about half of what was needed. Went back sleep, got up, and shoveled for another three hours and still only moved about half of what was needed. (This time it was the other half that I had not done earlier-just trying to even things out for Sunday.) I am so very grateful that my neighbor has agreed to plow the driveway tomorrow once the snow stops. Profusely grateful. I will then be able to put the remaining energy into clearing what the plow can not.
Copyright 2016 Kevin P. Mick Photography. All rights reserved.
Last night around dinner time, I began to feel quite antsy-what was “to come” as described in the last post is most certainly here. That anticipation was the marshaling of the need to soon take action. When shoveling the second time, I started to put that in the context of what it felt like the night before a football game, as there are some parallels. It turns out that about the same amount of time was used shoveling as was spent on a game (well, a game and a quarter). Given that I was an offensive lineman, the need to physically move the opponent was paramount-that same principle applies to the snow. It was also easy to measure how much yardage had been gained, and how much more there was left to reach the goal. Oh, and my back and shoulders hurt-that is a very familiar feeling.
Keeping with that analogy, it seems to be halftime as I am back inside, resting, and rehydrating.
The opponent is not resting at all.
Take care.
