Thought you might enjoy this one again. When I get well, I’ll have to join a gym and my opinion of “exercising” will have to change, but meantime, I still hold this one. Love to all.
Anyone who’s followed this blog for any length of time knows how I feel about exercise, so you’d think MSB would know too. We went for a walk the other day, me trying desperately to keep up with his stride.
“You’re going too fast.”
“This pace is better exercise.”
“If this is exercise, I’m going home. I’m out for a stroll. I don’t exercise.”
He slowed down.
Soon we reached the stop sign about a half-mile from our house. Usually, especially when I’ve had a surgery sometime during the year (like this year), this is as far as I can go. That day, I wanted to go as far as the bridge to the left, but MSB wanted to take the hill to the right.
“It’s better exercise.”
“I’m not exercising, I’m out for a stroll.”
We went left.
I tried to explain that I’ve never liked exercise, that…
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After a year of nagging injuries last year, I’m slowly trying to get myself back into an exercise regime. Trying to do lots of walking, but the weather is. not. cooperating.
I know you’re still having winter up there. Seems like your part of the world didn’t get the memo that it’s spring. I’ll be glad to pack up my stationary bike and ship it to you. 😀
Well, I just got off the stair stepper. I should now do my weight training, but the old body is already protesting. “It’s Friday night. It’s been a long work week. Maybe the weights can wait until tomorrow.”
Still praying for you, Linda.
I hope you’re not wearing yourself out at work. I know it’s been rough. Praying for you, too!