Today I did more physical activity in one day than I have done in any week in the past two years or more.
With medical and medication probs I spent 9 months lying down most of the tine and over a year with my mobility limited to walking 50 yards max, ironing two shirts at a time, doing less than 5 minutes washing up, getting knackered drying myself after a shower and needing a rest, using an electric scooter to do my shopping etc.
Today I walked started voluntary work in the Gloucester Waterways Museum helping to sort out their archive. Spent 5 hours lifting bundles of maps, sorting them then racking them. Fascinating stuff, some maps dated back to 1799. Also plans of canal construction, steam engines, dredger parts, steam and hydraulic railway engines . . .
The senior archivist, from the HQ up north, is pragmatic, "This is the sort of stuff I want, you can do what you like with the rest." He also did all the lifting and carrying. So we kept all the local stuff, set aside the engineering stuff for the engineering volunteers team, other local maps for the county archive and railway stuff for the train heads.
The other volunteer, Margaret, has been setting the library up for a few months. She was once a librarian and looks like a stereotype of the breed - about 5ft 9 inches, slimmish, grey hair pulled back (though in a pony tail rather than a bun), slight stoop, glasses she oeers over st you and a narrow face. She was also once a shepherdess, amongst other things. Loves finding old books of (now quaint sounding) rules etc, she can't sit, has to keep poking into piles, boxes and bags. Has a dry sense of humour.
I like her work ethic, first job on arrival is to make a hot drink, then sit and decide what to do with the day. Days and hours are up to me, though they like a day schedule - will probably synch with Margaret. Otherwise it's work until the get-up-and-go turns to go-and-sit-down. Then, when I have just enough energy left to walk to the bus stop that is exactly what I do. With a short break for lunch I kept going from 10am until 3pm - and still managed to shop on the way home (after a half hour rest on the bus)! My feet gave me the buggest problem.
Just the sort of exercise I wanted: walk a little, bend and lift a little, stand for a while, then repeat. Rest as necessary, finish before totally knackered.
Will go back tomorrow if my feet have forgiven me.