My hands. My poor, poor hands...

Sep 26, 2005 11:53

Tired today.

I worked out at the Abbey's Lambert Lodge property on Saturday. To my surprise I spent the afternoon clearing blackberry vines with a scythe. I can barely lift my arms and my hands feel like they are on fire. I didn't know I was going to be working out on the fenceline (until I got there) and had not brought any leather work gloves. My hands are basically sliced to bits.

I am ready for a little more "Ora" and a little less "Labora"!

benedictine

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