Squirrel! Oh, CUTE a baby squirrel! And I'm off. Ambling away after something else instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing. Cardiac exercise. More often then not, my walks turn into rambling nature exhibits. I've come home with rocks, flowers, and wet sandy feet. I've met Big Ugly, baby raccoons, and all of the water birds I love so much. I end up throwing sticks for dogs on the beach or worse, parked on the dock boards petting our marina cat Chuck. I love walking outside but I love BEING outside more.
Check out my flower. I brought it home after a rather unfortunate encounter with it's friend. I sat on it. Look at the thorns! I had a choice of either making friends with the flower or making friends with the car barreling towards me. I chose the nice, pretty flowers. After getting a closer look at it, I wish I'd found a safer place to land. The scuff mark this pretty pink flower left was pretty impressive. Walk aborted. I picked it's friend, then headed for home to show my Heart Nazi and put a cold pack on my scratched up tushy.
I've been motivated to get back on my Hampster Wheel. The treadmill awaits! I got an email today that made my day! Another one of you has listened to me AND what their body was saying and has gone to the doctor. You guys make me cry. Reader L., I can't thank you enough. It takes a special kind of courage to go in then make the changes to save your life. You make the second person to contact me and tell me how a bloggie girl in Alabama sent you to the doctor. I'm stunned into single words. Here's a few for you. Humbled, touched, proud, grateful, and excited!
What suprises me is that Reader L.'s doctor recommended 3-4 days a week of exercise. Nothing else. Hello? Details! So here you go my very brave heart buddy. He means CARDIAC exercise. Find a Hampster Wheel a.k.a. a treadmill and crank it out. Start at a brisk walk and go from there. I'm cracked out on the rowing machine. I could stay on that thing all day. If you can, try the elliptical. It's a heartrate buster, but if you can keep it down, it's a great machine. Best of all walk, walk, walk. In this case, more is better! I turn my iPod to earsplitting and go until my time is up. Shake your butt to the beat and keep one eye on your heartrate. Pretty soon, with some diet changes, you'll notice amazing results.
Also weights. LIGHT weight training is fine. If you're experienced, you can do a bit more. No grunting, major lifting, or heavy strain is what I was told. In Gillianese, "Keep it tone but keep it tame!" Stretch before and after so you're not pitiful the next day. I promise it helps the heart and keeps you from whining to anyone that will listen that your butt hurts.
I am so, so proud of you guys! I'm climbing on my Hampster Wheel (and avoiding nature walks) with you guys in mind. We can ALL be healthier and happier! I never would have thought so many of you would read my little blog. Today my exercise is going to feel like I'm chasing some of you, walking with some of you, and winking at a few of you that are thinking about joining in. You're invited! Thank you so much my friends. I'm touched. More then you'll ever know. I'll try very hard to make you proud.
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