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susandennisI went out at lunch today. I walked up the street 3 blocks to get lunch/dinner at my favorite teriyaki place. I was out of breath halfway there. Fuck.
The last few weeks - especially November and December - I have not been good about walking at all. Probably October, too. It's about 35 steps from one end to the other of my shotgun style loft. I walk that multiple times a day. But, that's almost about it for walking. And now I've lost my ability to walk any distance at all. Fuck.
This has happened before. And, at least, now I know how to get it back and that I actually can get it back.
My brother gets here in 2 weeks. When he's here, we walk. A lot actually. When he was here two years ago, I was a mess. I couldn't walk across the street without losing my breath. I was so depressed. I even looked into renting one of those mobility scooters. But, then, the lung doctor told me that it wasn't my lungs that were the problem this time. It was atrophy. So walking fixed my walking.
I've since gotten lazy and now I have two weeks to fix it. So. At a minimum, starting today, I will put on my boots and go outside and walk around the block - once in the morning and once in the afternoon - every single day. And not an old lady stroll either. I will walk as fast as my fat old legs will carry me. Twice a day. Every day. Minimum.
Today: morning done.
Afternoon: to come.
The last few weeks - especially November and December - I have not been good about walking at all. Probably October, too. It's about 35 steps from one end to the other of my shotgun style loft. I walk that multiple times a day. But, that's almost about it for walking. And now I've lost my ability to walk any distance at all. Fuck.
This has happened before. And, at least, now I know how to get it back and that I actually can get it back.
My brother gets here in 2 weeks. When he's here, we walk. A lot actually. When he was here two years ago, I was a mess. I couldn't walk across the street without losing my breath. I was so depressed. I even looked into renting one of those mobility scooters. But, then, the lung doctor told me that it wasn't my lungs that were the problem this time. It was atrophy. So walking fixed my walking.
I've since gotten lazy and now I have two weeks to fix it. So. At a minimum, starting today, I will put on my boots and go outside and walk around the block - once in the morning and once in the afternoon - every single day. And not an old lady stroll either. I will walk as fast as my fat old legs will carry me. Twice a day. Every day. Minimum.
Today: morning done.
Afternoon: to come.
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Date: 2017-01-10 11:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2017-01-10 11:14 pm (UTC)The reality is that I would probably be way better off swimming for a half hour and walking for a half hour but I hate hate hate walking. It's boring and uncomfortable. I even live in a very walkable neighborhood with stuff to see. I can listen to music or my book and still... I hate it. But, for two weeks. I can do it.
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Date: 2017-01-11 03:19 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2017-01-11 07:59 pm (UTC)Also, varying your walking pace might help, both with building strength and with alleviating boredom. I like to walk intervals - walk as fast as I can for 30 seconds to a minute, then go back to a normal pace.