February 16, 2020 by sandwichcontrol
And putting the cherry mash in her mailbox.
I started yesterday with my back hurting.
Like as soon as I got out of bed.
And it was downhill from there.
Hauling cookies, burning privet, making Debb the Blebb’s birthday dinner.
19,000+ steps later.
My back was still hurting and I was worn the fuck out…
But no rest for the wicked.
There was still stuff that needed doing.
Today it’s back to the burn pit for another round.
If I walk 8.1 miles today, I’ll hit 300 miles for the year so far.
How’s that for fucking nuts?
Wish me luck.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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