Did I sign up for this?

I was sitting at home, minding my own business..

It was January 2, and my desire of exercising wasn't

working out to well.  So I said.. (stupidly).. Lord, I

wanted to do better at exercising...I just can't get

motivated.. I sure could use your help..

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU ASK FOR...

Because BINGO, there I was on Monday, a mere

3 days later.. with more exercising than I wanted,

but I don't remember signing up for shoveling

for exercise.

And then Tuesday... we were getting concern as

the snow wasn't sliding off one of our large sheds.

Which was preventing the snow to fall off that

side of the garage.  So we got out the ladders and

snow rake.  As the King was pulling off snow, I

decided to go around the garage and come up

along side of the other end. Which meant walking

thru virgin snow.. 2 feet of it.. high..

What makes this a little harder, is that my legs are

only 28 inches long. So it was like doing high steps

as I pulled my leg out of the last hole.. But trudge

on, I did... sometimes losing my balance like a

teeter totter style steps...regaining it again. With

a couple of sit downs in the process.  To make

it worse, I had to make 3 trips back and forth.

You would think I would have broke trail by that

time.

After helping the King move ladders, and handing

up the rake.. and getting a bucket for salt and

a cup to throw it with.  After about half an hour

of moving back and forth with the ladder, we

were done.

After my wonder strides of the other trips, I

decide to go over the fence instead, like the

King came over. I was doing well, on the climbing

of the ladder, but once I stepped across and

on to the clump of snow... which I thought I

could hold me... it did not... my legs went

straight thru... past my legs.. I am stuck.

So what to do? I tried to pull my leg out,

and couldn't..... so I thought about quick

sand... they say lay down and roll... sounded

good to me..  Only trouble, when I tried to

roll, my foot got caught on the fence and

I kicked it loose ...to only have my body

go flying down the snow bank. Of which

I heard the sound of laughter.. from the

King.  Aisle clean up...on ... which I finish

for him.... FAT LADY DOWN.. which

sent us both into laughter fits. There was

no way to recover my footing, so had to

crawl the rest of the way down and then

stood up with what little dignity I had left.

With the King hanging on to his ladder,

trying not to fall off from laughing. 

Lord, are you sure this is what I signed up for?