My MA friend and I fish in the same (frozen) hole. I just can't do the same **** I did 25 years ago. And it pisses me off immensely. I start playing these mental games with myself. I'll do something physical that is noteworthy and all of a sudden I start getting this Hulk Hogan attitude with myself. Immediately thereafter, I'll flap out this HUGE brain fart and Eureka - Pants has to swallow Advil like Chiclets for the next 5 days and I'm an *****. During that time, while I am hanging my lip and licking my wounds, I keep telling myself that next time, I need to stretch first. Next time, I should grab the dolly. Next time, I should call the neighbor for some help. Next time, fill in the ________.
And it works, for about 10-12 weeks. And then I forget. People forget, ya know.
One day I'm going to elevate my stupidity to the point of no return. I'm going to concentrate on checking myself a lot more.
In the meantime, Ray - heal well. For the most part, the weather is **** now and you just ain't missing much. By the time the roads clear, you should be good as gold.