looking at these pictures reminds me of the time i was working for my friend. it was a tough job, out in the field, lifting grasses, digging bamboo, grass cuts all over your arms, get yourself covered with muck, digging holes and using shovel. yes, these hands had handled shovel like a true farmer...well not exactly. simply get to use it until my hands blistered for days. and man, i was in my best shape ever that time. there is some sense of satisfaction working out in the field. its a big feeling of relief at the end of the day knowing that you had worked really hard throughout the day, all tired and worn out, and then you get to go home to get a good night rest. the waking up in the morning and smell the fresh scent of grass out in the field.