Sunday, February 15, 2015

The hard snow held me, save where now and then

I got eleven hours of exercise this week, eight hours riding the bicycle and three hours walking in forests and swamps. The walking was heavy, as the snow is in some places rather deep, 30-50 cm, and it is frozen on top but doesn't carry a person. I'm exhausted, but that is good.

(Posting title is from the poem The Wood-Pile by Robert Frost.)

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