I can match the crew now, row for row, and no one has to wait on me anymore. But the sun doesn't let up and neither does the pace, and by afternoon my whole body is screaming. I made it through today, but I sat in my truck afterward too tired to even drive for a while. I can keep up, but keeping up is slowly grinding me down.
More people experience this than they realize.
You can keep pace with the crew but the brutal conditions are wearing you down.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.