My right elbow is not very happy with me right as of this second, but I just about finished all I can do here at pile one. Next week we move on to pile two, the “we” being the dog and myself. Though next week we’ll be out in the open and not shielded from the sun by a gigantic walnut tree. Let us hope the temperature drops just a little. Not too much, but to hover between 18°C and 23°C is perfect for physical exercise outdoors. Perhaps a slight cross breeze might be of service. A boy can dream, can’t he?
My chopped pile doesn’t seem to grow much at all. I guess it’s spilling over to be a wider, but lower pile. I have to throw the pieces somewhere and lobbing them up over a taller pile seems like a waste of arm strength. I’m here building up shoulder, arm and grip strength, not trying to improve my shit out skills.
I’m starting to figure out what I need in order to continue on. More drinks was a big one, not just for me, but for the dog too. A plastic bowl for his water was a must. I did it out of a bark boat, but that seemed unnecessarily cruel. And at least one snack since I haven’t been having breakfast until 11:00 am. Or maybe the snack itself is breakfast. Either way — definitely need some food stuffs on hand to keep my attention on wood splitting, and not a growling stomach. The dog has his treats from our walk so he’s all sorted.
Now I’m going to stop until Monday because rushing through all of this wood isn’t going to do me any good. Then I’ll just have to sort out another physical chore to keep me occupied until work picks up in the fall. I’d turn my eyes back towards golf, but that requires spending money on tee times, golf carts, balls, tees, and beverages on the courses. Not that I’d turn down an offer to go whack a few for a morning, but it’s belt cinching time.
I’m going to go ice my elbow and have a shower. Take care out there. Ciao Bella!
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