I was snowed in and had to shovel my way out of the house. First, I had to get the door open which was difficult with all that snow piled up against it. After, pushing hard against the door a few times, I made some headway. Still inside the house, with the door partially open, I began to shovel until I could see the first step. My next door neighbor, a nice 70 year old lady waved at me – all smiles as if to say “look at the young'un struggle with a little snow”. She had already been at it for an hour. Little by little I paved a path wide enough for me to walk through. The winds were very strong and kept blowing the snow about & I had to back track a few times and scrape the floor with the shovel to make sure that the path would remain clear. Once at the front of my property, I began clearing a path on the sidewalk so that people could get by.
After 2 ½ hours of this, I was hurting everywhere. I’ve been told before to lift with the legs and not my back, but this relies on the knees bending. I have bad knees so bending them repeatedly is no fun for me. Eventually, I had to bend and lift using my back muscles. Well, I couldn’t do that for too long either and I gave up. There was enough of a path cleared and I dragged myself back into the house. I took some Aleve and napped for a couple of hours. And my neighbor, that sweet 70 year old lady, was still shoveling when I called it quits. She’s amazing although it was a little embarrassing for me, since I’m 30 years younger! God Bless her!
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