Friday Night Dud...
Well, that sucked, again...
Normally, Friday Nights are one of our busiest nights at the bowling alley; But for the last three weeks or so, they've been completely dead. If the pattern holds true, Saturday night will be a really good one, but I'd rather have two nights of decent income than one night of high income - Spread it out a bit more evenly if you will.
On the other hand, to be quite honest I'm just as pleased that no one came tonight; The roads are still in poor condition, so we agreed that Trixstir should just stay home and I would take care of things in town. The problem there is that I'm so incredibly stiff and sore that having a bunch of customers in the place would have been torture.
Thankfully, my knees don't ache anymore; Now it's just my thighs that are burning. This is very much like the "burn" you get from a severe workout, which is a pretty good description of what working on that old tractor is like, at least when using it to clear snow. In the Summer, riding around on the tractor cutting and/or baling hay is easy as there is little of the Up-Down-Clutch-Shift repetition involved; In the Winter that's all you do for several hours at a time. It would probably make for a good workout routine (at least for my legs) except for the cold and the cost of fuel for the tractor. :/
When I was younger I could easily push the maximum weight on the leg-press machines; I could probably do it again after a few of these tractor-based work-outs, but what I really need is more low-intensity constant physical work to burn this belly off again. I really wish that working with the horses paid better; I was in my best physical shape then, and I loved the horses, but you can't make a living on those kind of wages. Good for summer students, or just a part-time thing for extra cash, but not enough to live on unless you're a highly-skilled and in-demand trainer or equivalent. Grooms do all the real grunt-work, and get paid the least; it's the fringe-benefits of being around the horses that keeps most of them slogging along, IMO.
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