sore and achey with broccoli

Happy Memorial Day! I write to you all achey, sunburned, sore, calloused and hands full of splinters. I’ve been digging this weekend. Digging post holes for a new fence to go behind my flower garden and in front of the veggies. Post hole digging is a lot of work! Especially in clay soil. But this fence is something I’ve been talking about for years now and I decided this weekend that I was finally going to do something about it. For now it looks like a big mess, but soon I will post pictures of all its hoped for glory.

Last night after hours of digging I picked up a gardening book and read a little blurb that said that 45 minutes of gardening will burn 200-300 calories. I suppose they included that to make you feel better about all that work you just did, but I quickly exclaimed, “That’s it?” That doesn’t even cover the brownie I ate as a mid-dig snack. I think post hole digging really must burn much more than that, don’t you agree?

I plan to post soon with more garden updates and a book review for the Bookworm Challenge, but for now I’ll share a picture of broccoli which we picked a bunch of this weekend. I’ll be back once I let my body rest a bit. I hope you all are having a great long weekend!


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4 responses to “sore and achey with broccoli

  1. I carted rocks for my garden on the weekend and it definately used more than 300 calories. I was exhausted and so too was my car. 🙂

  2. Enjoy that brocolli. I couldn’t find any at the market over the weekend. It was all salad greens and a few squash from the central valley. And I’m not ready for those yet. The calories – they sound more fit for my garden, deadheading the roses or hand watering the pots of peppers.

    Your tomato plants are gorgeous. It seems like they were tiny just the other day.

  3. asonomagarden

    Hi Hannah, yes carting rocks definately must burn more than 300 calories! That’s a ton of work.

    Katrina, we are enjoying the broccoli. You know the best broccoli that I’ve ever grown was in San Anselmo. It was this purple variety that I picked up at…what is that little market….United Market? On Sir Francis Drake. Anyway, I don’t remember the name of it, but I’d eat it raw for a snack. It was so good.

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