<groan>
I had talked with my friend Bill night before last and he invited me to go
canoeing with him yesterday evening. It looked like other commitments
would prevent that so I did a shoulder workout at lunch, planning to call
and cancel. Before I could do so, the commitments disappeared.
So Bill and I canoed from Pope's Landing in Danvers, down the river,
under the Beverly-Salem Bridge, out into Beverly Harbor and back.
Thought I was gonna die.
My shoulders are unhappy with me today.
Great exercise, though, and lots of fun to be out on the water on a
summer's evening.