The thing to brag about is that LAST time I came home with muscles, tendons, bones, and arthritic knees screaming that loud, it took WEEKS to recover. (It had been too much walking on concrete in the wrong shoes, and it knocked me out of my program for weeks.)
But yesterday, I woke up frisky (physically if not mentally), and did some good fresh-air decluts (and I admit it, some recluts).
And THAT means that I was RIGHT that some of that screaming was BONE GROWTH-- bones get denser when we stress them to the right degree. And that means I clearly am getting stronger all the time, so today I will spend the day puttering through the house in good support shoes, tidying up and filling up/stowing winter drinking water jugs. And I'll thaw a no-effort supper to welcome Hardi home-- he has a rare evening off, so we're agreed that there's hockey and snuggling to look forward to!
One ordination down, and one more Big Event to go, Saturday; then it's winter relaxing till Crimmiss bizziness.