Anyway, back to the snow shoes. This is the thing that ripped off the back of my heel last year and I could feel it rubbing it, but I survived.
Now, about snow shoeing...IT'S HARD! My God, I huff and puff like I'm 90! I go with my BFF (so I can be sure to have a witness to my exhaustion). At one point she was saying something to me like, "Isn't the snow pretty?" And I was seeing stars from being completely wiped out plus, sooo cold and sweating - all at the same time.
My BFF repeated, "Isn't the snow pretty?" 5 times before I understood what she was trying to tell me. I explain this as SSBD or Snow Shoe Brain Damage. I think I pulled a muscle out there and that muscle is the gray one inside my skull.
Thank God for the Patriots kicking total butt!
2 comments:
Snowshoe, schmoeshoe! I wanna know how your Snow Scoop worked ;)
hehehehehe. I don't know how the snow scoop works! The last two storms were too big for the scoop! I never had a chance to play before the condo guy took care of it. Sooooo, I gotta get me a 4" storm and I will let ya know!
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