No, that’s no metaphor, as it is just about summer, the spring rains have let up, the backyard is no longer a swamp and there are several big pieces o’ wood to get to a choppin’!
The winter months are full of P90X, insanity, jumping jacks and 500 rep challenges but everyone needs a change of pace and the hot months mean doing the walk/run and choppin’ the wood. So far, I’ve been able to get in about a couple weeks straight, about 20 to 30 minutes a session.
It is wonderfully exhausting, trying to muscle an axe through wood. I *think* I’ve got enough to keep me busy for another month or so, I’m not sure. Just have to get them into small enough pieces for Lin to burn in the fire pit.
Of course the only danger–aside from me swinging an axe around– is if my form is off on the chopping. If I err and really screw up on the swing, I could aggravate the sciatic nerve. That’s no picnic. In fact, that’s what stopped my last chopping summer a few years ago. Or was it ten years ago? Time passes at an alarming rate these days.
Well, fingers crossed. I’ll try to keep good form, take regular breaks, etc. Got a decent pair of gardening gloves too. Good grip, yet doesn’t easily allow blisters.
Yes, from here on in, it’s smooooooth sailin’, Skipper!
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