Shovels, Snow, and Swim Suits
Shovelling is cold, hard work. Most bundle up and fight the clothing as well as the snow.
I've found a new way. Instead of dressing heavily and dreaming of a nice hot cup o' later on, I throw on a swimsuit under some sweats, slip on shoes without socks, and toss on a light jacket. Not much worry about sweating, and the chill keeps me moving. The reward comes when the shovelling is done. The last spot dug out is the hot tub -- pop the lid, check the temp (I won't repeat that mistake again), strip and jump in.
The chill is instantly gone and the sore muscles never have a chance to knot up. Plus, there's no problem finding a spot to keep your drink cold...
I've found a new way. Instead of dressing heavily and dreaming of a nice hot cup o' later on, I throw on a swimsuit under some sweats, slip on shoes without socks, and toss on a light jacket. Not much worry about sweating, and the chill keeps me moving. The reward comes when the shovelling is done. The last spot dug out is the hot tub -- pop the lid, check the temp (I won't repeat that mistake again), strip and jump in.
The chill is instantly gone and the sore muscles never have a chance to knot up. Plus, there's no problem finding a spot to keep your drink cold...