I did something at work today that was very physical. I was at it steady for more than three hours, yet I knew after the first twenty minutes that I would be paying a price. My body is yelling at me, "Retire, already, you fool, before you break!"
My form of retirement is to ease out gradually, and actually, that is what I am doing. I had not worked for while, I worked an easy job for an hour in the morning, and only for three in the afternoon. What more does this body want from me? Had I done what I did today for eight hours, I would not be typing this tonight, but would be filling out an application for the after life.
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