A different kind of workout. Breaking my house was a lot of work these last two days, as I took down the bottom half of a chimney stack. Breaking it all apart is easy enough with a rotary hammer - a nice fat chisel bit slams into the mortar seams until they give, then a big wrecking bar pulls the whole lot apart. But hauling the blocks away takes some work - there were about 30 of them and they weigh around 70lb each. Then inside the stack was a load of scrap concrete, some from when I took out the top half of the stack and some from when it was put in. Then the bottom was solid concrete, and breaking that apart was an exercise in frustration with a wrecking bar and a pry bar to lift it out.
For good measure I also took down the drywall covering the stack and a few other patches, and hauled another 300lb or so of scraps out of the house. So in two days I've carried somewhere north of a ton of junk around. No wonder my arms are tired.
Then this afternoon after finishing with the chimney I went for a run in the snow. I did five miles today, and it was harder than it should have been. I'm not sure if it was because of the cold, the lower than usual amount of running I've been doing with the recent cold weather, or because my system is tired after moving all the crud around.