The desire to exercise creeps up on you when you are denied the right; it's only when it was taken away I began to crave it.
Today we hit Granite Gardens in the Dells. Not super challenging, but not an easy hike. A good one for getting sweaty and back in the swing,
It was our first hot day, and I learned why under armour is far superior as exercise wear. My Mackinac tee looked cute, but I sweated terribly.
As always, I am overcome by the beauty of the Dells. The rocks call to me; by that I mean they are perfect pieces of art. It's like walking through a painting.
My hand swelled some, and changed colors.
It's entertaining, at least!
My shoulder, quite honestly, has given me far more issues than my hand. The nerve pain while driving is intense; I carefully plot my travels.
Tonight, I replaced items the dog had eaten of mine (like really?! Please stop eating my underwear!) and Jess shared oils with me. By the time I get home I felt like a slave, driven to do all that needs to be done. Not complaining in the least.
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