As mentioned before, I've been lax in my health quest. Between not wanting to be out in the cold, being bored with Curves, and ..... ummm just being bored in general, I've been lazy. I've noticed the sun makes a huge difference. If it's out, it's alot easier to make myself go out.
But yesterday, I discovered something. I've been taking my walking stick with me to protect ourselves from attacking dogs. For some unfathomable reason, I started to jog down one of the dark alleys. Now, this is just not normal for me, nor to I think it's healthy for anyone else, simply because it's insane. Who in their right mind would want to pound the ground with your feet and get all sweaty. The only sweat I ever allow on my body is when in bed if you know what I mean. Otherwise, it's just disgusting.
The dogs have been telling me for some time now that they want to walk faster. This hase been falling on deaf ears. I blame MS for my relapsing/remitting hearing problem.
Then there's the fact that if I don't have strict control of my feet and the air, every pebble, and blade of grass, I risk falling cause I lose my balance if a leaf should happen to drifted by.
Not so, it seems, with a walking stick. The dogs wanted to go faster, so all of a sudden... I jogged. Several times, the length of a block. Walk a block, jog a block. Because the walking stick helps keep my balance.
Here's the thing. I LIKED it. It felt GOOD. As in healthy. I've missed that feeling of health. It felt like my body WANTED to jog. I considered arugueing with it, but hey. When it comes to my body, it's hopeless. I can't control it - the pain, the flare-ups, the inexplicable good days and bad days. Maybe thats why losing weight "took" this time. It was the one thing I could actually control.
I think once you reach the "zone" of feeling healthy, it really does get easier to keep doing things that will help. Now I feel like getting out there and hitting the pavement again!
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