If you happen to live in a region of bluster, it would behoove you to build muscle tone prior to the winter months. Sure, there’s the whole ‘good for you’ bit, but more importantly, there will come a day when that ‘light dusting’ of snow will become a dadgum blizzard. Woe to you if the height of your workout plan consists of lifting one book after another, followed by repetitions of hefting tea to lips. Out you’ll march, bundled like an Eskimo, armed with a shovel, fully prepared to clear the way. You’ll plunge your shovel deep within the snow, expecting to hoist it back up. Alas, it shall be more than your wee arms can muster; you’ll be lucky to retrieve the shovel, alone. Not easily deterred, you’ll opt for the slide technique–shovel-to-ground, pushing snow from one end to the other. Only you’ll never make it to the ‘other’ as your engine will give out midway. Like hitting a brick wall, you’ll be stopped dead in your tracks. In that, you’ll have no recourse but to scoop the top layer of snow. There you’ll be, shuffling along, when your muscles will spasm, your shovel will falter, and you’ll lose a bit of your load, so by the time you reach the side, you’ll have deposited roughly one tablespoon of snow.
I will tell you now, there are better things with which to while away the hours than shoveling your driveway and walkway–though it will offer quite the spectacle for your neighbors.
So don’t neglect the muscles, my friends . . . don’t neglect the muscles.