Today I climbed Flagpole Mountain with my friend Paul. That is a difficult climb. It is one of those climbs where your heart beats so hard it feels like it might pull loose. But I have succeeded in keeping myself away from peanut butter sandwiches or candy. I was looking at the profile in the bathroom this morning. I remember not such a long time ago I didn't have this huge bulging stomach. Time to get there again. I did not do the squats or pushups last night or this morning. They have to get added in.
After my recovery period for Covid, I went to Cullman on Monday the 8th and started catching up on the mowing and farm stuff. Pretty much everything needed mowing. The big tractor made short work on the main north fields and David helped me with the field across from the pond. The grass had grown quite long and with the two week absence, I simply started and mowed all of them. There is always some mowing to do. At least no trees had fallen. There were some indoor projects pending. A couple of shower fixtures had to be replaced. The screen door latch didn't hold and had to be improved. The old JD mower needed a bit of tuning so it would climb better and the mowing deck replaced. And the garden needed to be disked and more corn and okra planted. David should have had a shot on the groundhog at the old house but forgot to check his ammo. The hammer fell on an empty chamber. I got the conibear traps out and caught one of the groundhogs that lived by the spring. David had ...