Today after I worked 5 hours I came home and I wanted to go workout, but the other day I rolled my ankle so running wasn't an option. As I looked around when I got home I noticed Bryan had mowed the front yard but hasn't had the time to get to our back yard. I put on my old shoes and decided to mow the yard myself. The mower we bought was cheap cuz it's old and it's a push mower. . .and it's hard to pull start. BUT I didn't want Bryan to have to come home from work tonight and have to do it.
I love the fact that I can push a lawnmower! We have a big back yard too~ It wasn't easy either. I got the perimeter of the yard done and then the mower died. It does that often cuz it get clogged up with the grass clippings regularly. So I cleaned out the grass build up and started to try to pull start it. I pulled, and pulled, and pulled until my right shoulder felt like a knife was stabbing through it. Yet I continued to pull. Then I thought "Maybe Bryan didn't put more gas in it?" Voila! it was OUT OF GAS. I found the gas can and filled it up. 3 pulls later it started back up. I got about 4 feet and BAM! Stuffing flew up in the air and the mower blades came to an instant stop. The grass in our back yard had gotten so out of control that it completely concealed one of Bella's toys. I grabbed a lawn chair to prop up the front of the mower so I could look at the blades. . .to see what stopped them so abruptly. The rope part of her toy was tightly wound around the blade and wedged up against the side of the mower. If I was a man I probably you would have [insert swear words here] and gotten angry. LOL but instead I went in the house, grabbed a steak knife and started cutting away the rope in hopes I to get it cut free. Ten or so minutes later I had the mower up and running again. All in all it was a really tough job. It made me want to save up money to buy a riding mower. However, looking at the yard and knowing I have the physical strength to mow without getting short of breath is an amazing feeling :)
It's not just mowing that I love about my life but it's the ability to do all things that I have not been able to do since I was very young. I remember trying to mow the yard at my home in Blackfoot about 5 years before my transplant and I thought I was going to die before I finished. Today I broke a sweat, but never got short of breath, had wheezing, or got light headed. Being able to do hard work is an amazing feeling!!!
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