Saturday, July 03, 2010
I haven't been on a bicycle in literally 28 years.
When i was a kid, i LIVED on my bike... I had a 70's purple Schwinn with that cool metal flake paint ...white banana seat....with a bitchin' sissy bar man.....My bike was my ROCKET to the moon!
Then as a teen, I rode a bike 2 miles to the bus stop and back every day (we lived in the boonies) and for fun on the weekends.
After high school, I began driving, had kids, and that was the end of biking.
I'm investigating getting a bike for exercise now. With my arthritis and knee problems I thought it might be a good way to change up my workouts and get outside more too. So yesterday, I climbed on my daughter's cruiser...no gears - just a straight bike, and rode a few blocks.
and realized exactly how out of shape I am.
A few very gentle slopes and I was huffing and puffing like an 80 year old three pack a day smoker. An actual little hill....and I had to get off the bike and walk it up. Then I didn't have enough speed getting up the little slope of the drive into the garage...and fell on my carcASS.
I'm getting a bike. This is going to ramp up my stamina in a BIG way, and FAST. It's 4.3 miles to my work...and I realize that it will take me a few weeks of riding to even get to the point I can ride to work. 15 minutes last night and i was WIPED.
Laying on the ground under that bike - winded and po'd - was the best incentive i've had in a long time.
Bike 1, me 0. that's about to change....
Thursday, July 01, 2010
If you don't have something nice to say...don't say anything at all.
This was DRILLED into me from birth. I think it was both helpful...and not so helpful. Helpful in that I learned to listen to others and let them just talk and have their opinions without the NEED to tell them mine, or try to convert them to my opinion. I think this is a pretty good skill and it has served me very, very well. Harmful in that along with this little ditty, I was taught to not speak my mind, which sometimes needs to be spoken...in relationship especially. So, is this a mantra to live by? yes...within reason.
I bring this up because yesterday, for the first time since joining SP in 2006, I unfriended a person. I found this person to be unceasingly critical - never a "go you!" or a cheer for losing a pound, NEVER ONCE...but always something critical to say, regularly "educating" me on the "right way" (aka HER way). I worked on letting it go until ...... I snapped. I "removed" her as a sparkfriend and sent her an email that said, I think we're doing being sparkfriends, thanks for your time and energy, good luck.
I post this...because that was a big deal to me - if you had a clue about me, about who i am, you would have realized your "help" was falling on deaf (and increasingly annoyed) ears, and moved on. I didn't learn to 'stand up for myself" until i was in my 30's and it's still a struggle. But I did it...and I felt immense relief.
So, here's the deal...if you follow my blog, most likely I love you to death! i also read YOUR blogs, tho I may not comment because of time issues. I may offer suggestions and I hope you do the same. But here at chez Sahara....
If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all. Period.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
I've had four children. I've heard the phrase "that is so not fair!!" at least akazillion times - usually in reference to whose turn it was to do the dishes or pooper scoop.
I woke up thinking it today.
Last week was my vacation. I went into it with a little pain on the back of my heel. We went to Pride and we walked a lot. Then i came home from Pride and joined the 10 minute exercise challenge and started walking the dog, usually 2 times a day. The pain went from a little when I had "stiffened" up to yesterday being pretty much excruciating with every flipping step.
So in 10 days, I ramped my pedometer steps up from 1,000 or less a day (remember I sit for a living, LOL) to 5K a day....and now I have achilles tendopathy. Which is for all intents and purposes tenditis. I need to rest it, elevate it, and ice it.
GRRRR i am so frustrated!!
To add insult to injury, the doc said "really, it's very common for runners/walkers and especially middle aged folks like you with arthritis".
excuse me? Middle aged? Am I middle aged? Middle aged is....um...you know...out there. You know in your 50's...right? right?
I came out more unhappy about being called middle aged at first, LOL. Finally I copped to it, okay, I'm 46. I guess I could be considered middle aged. *insert mild profanity here*.
But this a.m. I'm crying "so not fair" to another physical setback. Definitely a 3 steps fwd and two steps back kinda deal.
but...I will do as told. i will rest, ice, elevate and take an NSAID. i will not further injury it. And then when I restart I'll make sure I'm wearing good footwear to walk (likely the root of this whole thing) and I'll go back to the 10 minute challenge...with a vengance!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
This is my first full week off in 5 years. If I did take a long weekend...I was traveling. That's fun and all, but it's not the same as hanging at home, reading a book and taking a nap.
This weekend, we went to Portland Pride. We walked and we walked and then....we walked. At the end of the day, I was stiff and exhausted.....and we'd walked about 8500 steps. No wonder I have a hard time getting anywhere near 5000, much less 10K! Really emphasized to me the biggest thing that is holding my weight loss back is not enough exercise. Period.
So, yesterday I walked the dog in the morning and i walked the dog at night, on top of dance class and managed to get to 6600. I'm using this week to tinker with times and routes for walking the dog so that next week when it's back to work..I spend time walking the dog before I to work and when i come home.
We neutered the dog about 8 months ago....and he's gotten a little chunky. He's a doxie...and with that loooong back, his weight needs to be controlled or he'll have problems. The walks will do us both good.
So this week is about moving...and learning to relax again. I'm not good at relaxing...and my blood pressure is telling me about it. Doing things I enjoy oftentimes go to the wayside in order to be responsible. I have a bit of a struggle with being a little too responsible...something my therapist has been harping about for a long time, LOL. She's right...I need to turn that overdeveloped sense of responsiblity on MYSELF...my health and my body.
So here's to day 2 of vacation....walking the dog...working in the yard....working on a quilt...doing a lil laundry....and a good nap in between.
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