Solid work.

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It isn't just my legs.  As I am resting, not focusing on my next task so that my body eases, I am seeing other issues.  The main one is that my lungs are... stressed.  That is serious, in a good way.  If you were ever in football, and had summer camp in which you started slowly in preparation for the actual season, that first day of windsprints, then the next day?  Yeah.

I didn't think I was working that hard or doing that much.  Truth is, that is a bit of work, and it was pretty much on all the time.  I would rest for a bit, but even then seemed to be doing something small or planning something else.  It's a good thing.  I just wish I could keep at it more often.  The lungs burn, just a bit.  And seem wet, but not with as little fluid as I am drinking and with the water pills.  No... I just dug deep to use the very depths of my lungs, then used them hard.  All good.  Yeah, legs... if you work those, especially when they are a bit cranky and rusty, you'll burn through oxygen.  And kneeling and hunching over can both go anaerobic for a bit, forcing lung use too.

I am hoping to keep at it.  Maybe, by the time spring actually hits, I'll be ready for hiking.  As I said, I'd like to find the various trailheads for a particular mountain.  It is said there is a path that, with full vigor, can end up on top, in two hours.  My goal, this year or next, is to do that.  And do it so that eventually it isn't so much of killer as an ability.  We'll see.

Yeah, perhaps some pre-emergence, boiling water and/or vinegar and soap spot treatments, plus compost and good grass seed on the lawn this spring.  With better sprinklers, and hopefully a riding lawnmower, perhaps I could get that part of life in order.  Oh, and later, perhaps, borrow/renting/or buying a power washer and washing the siding... clearing gutters... and who knows.  I wonder if the lower setting would allow for washing windows?  I hate washing windows.  Anyway... plans and ideas.  Some are already in the works.  And you should see my bathroom.  Next, too, the kitchen... though later this week.  For today, just dishes.

Yes, beating the drums helps drive the one-man trireme.  Getting up to ramming speed in this old of a boat is a thing of wonder.  They have always wondered though.  Ha!  Later.