When I was a kid, I had several jobs which were very physically taxing. I split wood with my brother in law and cousin. A guy would bring trees which they had cut down for houses to being built to a large open area which we would then put onto a gas log splitter and cut into firewood which he would sell. Some of the tree sections would take all three of us to get onto the log splitter. During the summer we would work six days a week for eight hours a day. This weekend I was tiling my bedroom I worked Saturday and Sunday, and today I can barely sit in my chair my body hurts so much. Look I know I am not in the greatest shape, but I am not a total couch potato either. I am just thirty years older than when I was doing all that manual labor, and I could not do this for a living. Every time I whine about my desk job I need to remember today and thank the Lord above that I get to do what I do and not construction. To those of you who do construction every day, my hat goes off to you. I don’t know how you do that day in and day out without a Doctor and Chiropractor on speed dial! This old man isn’t cut out for that!