Not so great.

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The pain is odd.  My hips and butt are sore, like I had ridden a horse for a couple hours for the first time in decades a couple of days ago.  Yeah, I remember what saddle sore really means, even if it has been decades.  Every summer I would begin saddle breaking horses again after the winter off I would go through a week of this hard, then another two weeks of just some soreness now and then.  Riding hours a day on sometimes recalcitrant beasts, having to use all parts of the lower body, heavily.  Actually, when riding using various methods, all muscle groups get hit.  Many people think you just sit and say giddee up.  Sometimes you are out of the saddle and crouched like a runner, sometimes you simple stand in the stirrups, sometimes you do just sit.  Depends on what you and your ride seem to need to make some things happen.  Well, and balance is a thing you have to have, which also quietly uses everything.  More so when you are really hitting the limits of the horse or mule, a must to train the animal out.  Yes, that is what the pain is like, if far less than that first jolt of pain I used to go through.

Never a worry though.  If I am able to get my mind and body working, I work through pain, sickness, even heat just fine.  Unfortunately that is not the case today.  I simply don't have anything to give, so far.  Oh, I'm... keeping my eyes on it.  If I see a window, even a small one, I will use it to further my ends.  Trash and kitty litter today, regardless.  At which time I might be able to squeeze in some kitty litter pan cleaning.  Actually, I might figure out how to scrub the empty "fresh" pans before the change.  Perhaps even washing them out twice, with time to air dry, if I am "lucky".  My eye is on the calendar, the clock, and the tasks I have set out.  I really need to get this going, I just don't know how.  Never mind.  I'll figure something out.

Later.