After snickering at our friends to the south and east about their massive snowstorms all winter, the chickens have come home to roost: we're in the midst of a doozy. Locals are doing the usual reminiscing about major snowstorms of years past. The out-of-state freshmen are wondering what hit them. The schoolkids are celebrating an "extra" two days off, not acknowledging that it will merely delay their release in the summer.
Needless to say, the extra time with The Boy has thrown a wrench into my gym schedule. But, you know, it doesn't matter. Today was one of those days -- rarer in winter for me than summer -- that I realize that opportunities for exercise are everywhere:
Tabata shoveling: 20 seconds max effort shoveling, followed by 10 seconds rest. Repeat for 250' of sidewalk. (Damned corner lots!)
Snow slogging: walk 3 miles (1.5 uphill) on uncleared sidewalks. Bonus points if you avoid slips and falls.
Snowball hurls: tempt The Boy with a distance and accuracy snowball-throwing contest.
Snowball sprints: snowball fight!
Being in shape is a Good Thing.
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