So VH says to me lets start walking, OK I think to myself this is supposed to be good for ya, so why not. OMG! My butt and feet are rebelling. We only walk 2 miles a day, but when you add in how much walking I already do in a day it makes one's back side ache.
Today for example, 7:30 a.m. 2 mile walk. Then, home and put subsistence in my stomach. I down a 20 oz glass of water, then out to mow for 2 hours!
Next is the house cleaning, and everything I have ever read says to clean your own house for great exercise. Let me tell ya, I think right now I would love to pay someone.
I also am not a big fan of joining a gym and exposing myself to the torture of waiting for machines, classes, and someone who actually knows what they are doing and how to use the machines. I do not like "crowds" anyway. Large groups of people make me nervous.
VH says walk 11 miles a week and I will have abs of steel. Well this was week one, no steel yet. I watch another neighbor walk and she has been walking for years. Easy 11 miles a week and probably more. She plays tennis like every day, sometimes twice a day and she does not have abs of steel.
I guess I will continue and see what happens.
Next people are going to try to get me to quite smoking. Fat chance with that.