Snowstorm Thoughts

Another week, another snowstorm here in the Northeast. After three rounds of shoveling this time, I'm tired, my thighs hurt, and my back aches.

While shoveling as the blizzard winds tried to knock me down, I came to two conclusions: 1) There really is no worse feeling, in my opinion, than sweating in the middle of a blizzard. You're cold and all at the same time and your clothes are damp and it's just very uncomfortable. 2) Never have I wanted to be a roided-out Muscle Mary with a meth habit than today; it'd make things much easier.