Monday, February 7, 2011

A Triumph of the Spirit

It snowed a bit on the weekend, so yesterday I went out for what I thought would be a quick shovelling job. It turns out it was more than I expected and I got a sweaty workout, feeling the stress on my back and even on my collarbone. I thought of getting M to help a couple of times, but then I decided I could do it all, even the heavy stuff that the snowplough scooped onto the end of the driveway. So I'm calling this a 'triumph of the spirit' because that's what it felt like!

Afterward, I had a warm shower and roasted some chicken legs and vegetables. It's time for K to choose his grade 11 high school courses for next year. It's a bit stressful, we want to make sure he chooses what's right for him. When it comes to College or University, it seems you just have to ensure you have Math and English, unless you're going into Medicine or some specific profession.

L is having mid-term exams and stressing over off-campus housing and future roommates.


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7 comments:

Kathy G said...

Congratulations on finishing your shoveling job. Don't be surprised if you have some sore muscles the next day or two.

TBM said...

Christine, it sounds like you got quite a work out! Good for you.

Good luck with the course choices and housing dilemma... I know everything will work out great for your smart kids :-)

Christine said...

Kathy, I'm not too bad today, my back was a bit sore, but that could be just normal middle aged soreness.

Thanks Japra!

Mr. Bill said...

A 'triumph of the spirit'. Well put. Don't let that nasty ol' snow beat ya! :)

Michael said...

collarbone? how did you do that?!!

Christine said...

Mmm you know when you lift the shovel too high to pile the snow onto the sides of the driveway, it puts some stress on the collarbone when you lift the arm!

Kay said...

My daughter said she thought they were shoveling for an hour, but it turned out to be three. She was a little achy afterwards, too.