Man, I'm sore right now. In fact, today is one of those keep the bulk bottle of Costco ibuprofen handy days. My shoulders hurt, my arms hurt, and my hands hurt too. I'm even having trouble making a grip with my right hand. My swinging hand.
Yesterday, I had my first audition for a North Korean hard labor camp. I did so well, that Kim Jong Il presented me with a rose afterwards. I think I may even be headed to Pyongyang.
Ok, actually I bought a sledgehammer and pounded four huge concrete anchor balls into small pieces of rubble. They were leftover detris from a steel climbing structure I took out last fall. Kim wasn't in touch, but I am expecting to hear from him once my exploits with the hammer get out. I very was impressive in my minds eye as I laid waste to those giant boulders and I'm sure that Mrs. LIAYF would agree. Scratch that. Don't ask her.
Do you own a sledgehammer of your own? I think every guy over the age of 25 should. Especially if you live in the city and/or work at a desk. It provides a terrific sense of manliness. To be able to wield a stick with a 16 pound blunt head attached and use it to beat something - anything - to a pulp is quite a stress reliever.
I felt like John Henry.
Just one piece of advice if you get your own. Don't think that you are too manly to wear a pair of work gloves while swinging the sledgehammer. You may just end up with a few blisters on your hands to go along with the aches and pains you will have the next day.
It will make it hard to grip a rose.