There are things which folks say which I never understood. Pops used to say, when disgusted at some tool or whatever, "Whoever invented that ought to be beat through Hell with a beefheart". I don't quite get it but I like it. It's somehow quaint.
Grandpa Joe used to talk about being all 'stove up' I never got that one either. Until recently.
What he meant, speaking in general terms, was that when you had been active for a while and then sat for a while, your muscles tightened up. You became stiff and sore; achy. It might take a few steps before you were walking comfortably because your joints weren't limber.
Well, after taking my walk yesterday I got back home, to sit at my computer and check e-mails, hammer out a blog, and yes, play a few hands of video poker. Then when I went to get out of my chair, my back was tight, my shoulders sore, my knees ached, and it took about 15 steps to walk fully upright comfortably. I was all stove up.
Sometimes you just have to experience something to get it.
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