Walking was my favorite form of exercise. It was free and I didn’t need any special equipment. I loved walking early in the morning just before the sun came up. It was good therapy.I did my best thinking on some of those walks. I made plans for the day, unraveled my budget, and even worked out the knots on my latest writing project.
My feet began to complain about the walking. I didn’t know what it was at first. It interfered with my morning walk and bothered me throughout the day. Plantar Fasciitis. Oh the pain.
Once the Plantar Fasciitis was under control, I found myself less interested in walking. No one knew the benefits better than I did, but I was walking less and less. My energy was down, and my blood sugar was up.
I needed help.
Someone recommended green drinks. You buy them at the health food store. It's a green powder that you mix with water. It tastes a bit like freshly mown hay with a touch of algae. Did I mention lumpy? Hardly mouthwatering, but I could tell a difference. My energy was coming back.I still needed to exercise, but I just didn’t feel like walking anymore. I heard that working with weights was especially good for diabetics. So Friend-husband and I signed up at the gym around the corner.
We are lifting weights. We have a routine, and we are consistent. We go five days a week; sometimes six. Most days, we do it together. If we can’t go together, we go on our own. We don’t miss.We use the machines. I’m a little wimpy. I use only 10 or 20 pound weights for my arms. I can use 30 or 40 for my legs and abs. Friend-husband works with bigger numbers. The great thing is no one cares. They don’t even notice me.
Will I lose weight? Probably not. The payoff is that I’m getting stronger and gaining control of my health. I love doing things that are good for my body, because I’m rather attached to it. I’d like to keep this body for a long time.
It’s actually kind of fun and I like the way it makes me feel. It’s probably the endorphins.Weight a minute. I think I already said that.