Just Tired... Wish I Could See More for The Hours of Work

Today, armed with an old worn out pair of leather gloves with holes in the thumbs, and a pair of clippers, I fought with briars for three hours in the front yard down by the creek.  I didn't realize I was tired until my husband called out to me to see if I was tired of it yet.  I stopped. 

Standing at the base of the hill with my hands on my hips, I realized that yes, I was tired.  And... the longer I stood there the worse it got.  I could feel my legs turning to lead.

I called it 'done' for the day.  But oh... how thick those briars are in some places.  Like small trees. No one has done much yard work down there since about 2008.  Oh my.