Physical labor

[pwd72s]

Originally Posted by porsche4life

In high school and college I would go work with dad out on the cranes on weekends and breaks. All day up and down ladders and hustling and it was no problem.


Now after a few years pushing a keyboard all day, I'm beat if I spend a Saturday doing yard work and working on the car.

Meanwhile the old man is still plugging away out on the cranes every day. Like they said, if you don't use it you lose it!

Sid..get into some sort of exercise problem. I'll confess to being beat after pruning a pickup load of overgrown juniper..about 4 hours. On the wrong end of loppers and chain saw. But I'm 73, diabetic, have a bum ticker. Jeeze kid, start moving...seriously!

[KFC911]

Sid's just getting up there in years too and ain't a youngin' no more . My corporate gig was driving a keyboard too, but before I totally trashed my knee (b-ball), I'd be on the courts (basket or volley) after work several times a week...outside, in the hot FL sun. Now decades later, I'm in better shape than when I quit the corporate world at 48. Acres of land, Mother Nature, and an arsenal of Stihls, etc. keeps me happy and in decent shape for a lazy bum .

[Schrup]

I ripped out a couple of patches of bamboo last year, or so I thought. It's still popping up here & there. I'm really glad I no longer work construction now that I'm in my fifties. I'd rather try to stay fit shooting hoops & riding my bike. Pouring concrete is a young mans game.

[billybek]

Did about 4 hours of work getting the camper off the truck and setting up a base for it to sit on for the off season.
A few little repairs and poof, half the day was gone.
Was tired last night and can feel that I did something out of the ordinary today.

[porsche4life]

Originally Posted by KC911

Sid's just getting up there in years too and ain't a youngin' no more . My corporate gig was driving a keyboard too, but before I totally trashed my knee (b-ball), I'd be on the courts (basket or volley) after work several times a week...outside, in the hot FL sun. Now decades later, I'm in better shape than when I quit the corporate world at 48. Acres of land, Mother Nature, and an arsenal of Stihls, etc. keeps me happy and in decent shape for a lazy bum .

I'd love to start exercising more but it's a time issue. I'm up at 6 to get around and out the door for work, usually get home somewhere between 6 and 7. By the time I feed kids, help with homework etc, it's time to head to bed myself!

[RKDinOKC]

fWorked in a machine shop when younger toting all sort of metal parts and bins around. Then moved into the drafting department. We never so worn out than after a day of keeping that pencil moving and drawing lines all day. So it is not just the muscles outside the skull.

[vash]

Just finished phase 2 and 3 of my ditch digging. Kid you not, I was stronger today. Or my technique is better and saved me some energy. Can't wait till tomorrow morning when the crew sees I dug out the barrier. Boy, I hope they dump it for me.

Beer thirty! And tomorrow will be me tapping away at a computer. Phew.

[RKDinOKC]

Got one of these when shoveling some dirt around. Really took the stress off the lower back.



Not the snow shovel, the green add-on handle thing. They got em at home depot

[porsche4life]

Originally Posted by RKDinOKC

fWorked in a machine shop when younger toting all sort of metal parts and bins around. Then moved into the drafting department. We never so worn out than after a day of keeping that pencil moving and drawing lines all day. So it is not just the muscles outside the skull.

Totally agree with this. After 9-10 hours of meetings and spreadsheets I'm beat, but it's certainly a different kind of exhaustion.

[look 171]

Sorry Vash, I didn't know it was that much digging. I would have recommended that you rent a small elect. jack hammer with a spade bit to ease the digging. Beats the heck out of using a pick on the hard pack dirt. It will cut through roots too like if its butter with a hot knife. All yougotta do is shovel the dirt out. Saves your back. Sorry, next time.