Yes and no. If youíre asking if I worked in the yard today, as I threatened to do yesterday, the answer is yes. If youíre asking if it was any fun, itís a no.
It wasnít the fact that it wasnít fun that kept me from getting more done. In fact, I lasted maybe fifteen or twenty minutes before I couldnít hold the weed trimmer any longer. It was the pain in my back, and mostly in my forearms, that made me quit before I could get anything else done. But at least I managed to get the path from the driveway to my front door trimmed back. Now a regular person could walk up to the door without having to bring along a machete.
Itís probably a good thing I quit when I did, because for the next couple of hours I couldnít hold anything in either hand without shaking. It was bad enough that I decided it made more sense to drink water than that purple stuff I like. No use inviting more stains on the carpet or the recliner.