In the winter of1976 I returned from a Christmas visit to with my parents to find that so much snow had fallen on the strapping of our not yet closed in roof, that it appeared to be solid. This was not the type of roof we had in mind. It would not allow us to work inside the building we were constructing. The only solution was to get up on the "roof" and clear the snow.
It was so cold and I kept finding the holes between the strapping. My feet kept falling though and felt as if they were getting frost bitten.
I complained bitterly to Tom.
All he said was, "Don't think about your feet."
This infuriated me at the time.
Through the years it became a truth I cannot ignore.
The more I concentrated on my cold feet, the worse it got.
During the intervening years of shoveling snow I had similar experiences, until I changed my attitude toward shoveling snow!
Changing the way I look at shoveling doesn't change the work.
What it does is give me and opportunity to view the situation in a new light.
It works for so many experiences in my life ... try it!