Not a day

Winter storm Iras is going on.

I drove through it to the church building to help clean the place.  Being the first (and for a while, only) one there,(the basketball players were in the gym) I chose to pull the garbage from the classrooms, restrooms and kitchen.  Before I complete my circuit, others started showing up.  It took an hour and more for us to get done.  I also wiped down the classroom tables, and did the entry doors and the nose prints on the classrooms hall windows.

When I went out to take the garbage to the dumpster, the snow depth varied from two inches on the sidewalk to halfway up my shins.

"I'm getting a work-out," said Susie as she vacuumed the classrooms.

I'm still not sure if I did, but I did bend, lift, reach and walk for the whole time.

Not a day

I've been doing yoga and walking to and from Fred Meyer for the past two days.  The walk is a workout, as there is snow on the ground--powder--and more continues to fall.  Very few have made the trip across the field that separates my apartment building from the store, and I fell yesterday when I didn't lift my foot high enough over the curb, but I got right back up again!  I am careful to buy only what I can easily carry in my reusable bags; I don't trust the store's plastic ones not to have holes in them.

The holidays are over. I have goals in mind.