Well, that wasn't working...

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Let's try this.  I had four beers, while cooling down.  I still can't quite eat.  Then again I was almost as red as my avatar from working the X'ter.  Sure, I didn't get it out, but I sure worked my butt off doing... no work, as my physics grad neighbor would have suggested... bastard.  :p  (Technically, in physics, if no movement occurs then no work has been done.)  Now, I would have countered that I did, indeed, move snow.  As well as the shovel (if that was negligible without snow in it), and actually, just moving my own mass, we will call it mass for now, was indeed, work.  Still, I hate the notion of physics... from some of it's ways of viewing things... if as I think about it, because they are incorrect.  If you push a rock that has a mass of, say, 150 kg, 20 meters, then push it back to the exact spot from where it initially sat, to include an almost exact repositioning, regardless of what physics says, work was done, damn it!

The point, however, is not physics, it is beer.  While the beers were tasty, trying to drink like that to build up my stamina will never do.  No.  Not a bit.  So, I got my stein out.  Cat hair?  Bleh.  So I washed it out.  I only filled it about... a little less than half full.  No, not for pessimistic reasons, or even optimistic reasons, though those notions did occur to me.  Still, I don't want to push it until I know my limits.  A six pack on top of four beers should be a... beginning.  If I do that well, I may have another.  If I am having trouble, I can end my... exercises.  Plus, my doctor... something about only having a beer or two.  If I scratch the first four as ill-advised medical practice, this stein and maybe the next, will be well within his recommendations!

Yes, my stein is on the larger side.  It can easily hold a twelve-pack, plus salt and tomato juice and/or lemon or lime juice, when I am into that.  Just salt tonight.  I tried to get a picture from online.  I simply couldn't find even a smaller, say 144 oz. or 4 liter, stein.  So, you will just have to imagine the double handled ceramic monstrosity from which I sip.  I can't quite drink from this one one handed, possibly even when it is... lightened.  I can get it up to my face one handed, and do, but then need my other hand to steady it a bit.  I sure miss my old single handled 6-pack (and a bit more even with salt and tomato juice if interested) stein.  I could do that one easily one-handed.  And I am in much better shape now than I was then.  But this one is just a wee too big, for now.  I could, if there wasn't a bit of an in-turned lip, put my whole head in this one... if beer baths aren't quite my thing.  There is nothing like knowing the Lord loves me though, when looking at what seems to be an endless supply of beer as I look down the well of beer, limited only by my throat! 

This should loosen me up a bit.  Welp, back to drinking.  Cheers!