Essential
as these socializing occasions are for one’s morale, I once again, misjudged
the amount of activity I could manage without payback. I’m afraid my payback
threshold is much lower than I’d hoped. Payback rewards usage of reserves of both
emotional and physical stamina.
Shovelling
compost from bin to wheelbarrow, not much more than a dozen shovel loads at
that, and hence to a small section of garden border proved several shovel loads
too much. Not only the refreshed aches and pains in the lumbar region but, a
full torso and limbs spread of irksome twinges, peripatetic clog dancers
stomped their repetitive way across and along muscles of upper and lower limbs whilst
a vague dull headache gave way to waves of giddiness, as if to emphasise my reward
for a job well done.
On
another occasion, just changing twenty litres of water from my main aquarium
was the camel’s backbreaking straw. At least the far too regularly recurring
shooting pains in the upper arm (armpit to elbow and vice versa) have withdrawn
their attention, in response to a more regularized tramadol habit!
