Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Knowing When to Say When....

....bucking bales at 8 1/2 months pregnant is one of those times when it's time to say when.
I only know this because I helped unload 75 bales of hay off a trailer last night and then laid in agony while Todd massaged what felt like a torn muscle in my oblique/stomach area.
Not only are those muscles under immense strain as they peel apart to cover the massiveness of my ever-expanding front side, but I would wager a bet that using them in that fashion was too much strain for the poor ready-to-spring-like-a-rubber-band muscles.
Yes, my friends, its true: even I will concede there are some things that are out of my league in my said "fragile" state.
Don't worry, though. Although our hay is stored for this year we'll be doing it all over again next year. And this whole pregnant through the summer thing has gotta go!


  1. Sooo, bucking bales is a no, but motocross is totally do-able? You crack me up. ;-)