My theory of clearing snow from the driveway is thus: If I can still drive over the snow with my car, then the driveway does not need to be shoveled. There’s just no sense in trying to defeat mother nature. There ain’t no way you’re going to keep your driveway cleared to the pavement while the snow is still falling. Therefore, you just need to shovel enough that you can get out of the driveway.
This morning I woke up and, as predicted, we got about a foot of snow over night. Damn. No exercise for me this morning on the trainer. I knew that once I woke up, I was going to have to don my snow gear (which, incidentally, is the same as my ski gear) and shovel the driveway. And this process always takes about an hour.
The snow was pretty light for the most part. However, after an hour of swinging loads of it with a shovel over my shoulder, it felt like three tons. The muscles in my right arm–the favored lifting side–are feeling a little strained right now. I suppose I did enough cardio to make up for not using my trainer… Some people ask me why I don’t have a snowblower. It just seems like a lot of money for something I only have to use once or twice a year. Besides, I’m young and not likely to have a heart attack while shoveling. Though, as I look outside right now, I see that since I finished an hour ago, there’s about another inch of snow on my driveway.
I sure wish I was at a ski resort right now. I was tempted to use the Boston Bumps/Brandy-Wwwwhine (Boston Mills/Brandywine) gift certificate I won at my professional organization’s charity raffle. I bet, though, those tiny slopes (only about 5-6 slopes in both “resorts”) are crowded today. I just wish we’d gotten dumped on this last weekend–just think of all the black diamond runs I’d have fearlessly conquered!
Of course, I had to make my obligatory snow angel. Some people never grow up.