Jun
21
2009
There is No Escaping The Hill…
Author: siggyNo matter which way I go I hit an hill. One way I encounter a steep incline, the other way I get a steady climb. It is .8 mile around my block. I walk “Tilla” one of my dogs. He never refuses a walk.
I never forgot the time I was camping with my friend Chuck two summers ago. There was a trail nearby (about a third of a mile) which led to the fishing pier on the lake. Two summers ago I walked up it (it is all uphill) and in the heat and exertion I threw up three times. It was not pleasant.
This summer I was determined to get into better shape and recapture my wind. I never liked exercise for exercise sake. Most people don’t.
I still get a little winded when I go up the hills. This time I keep going. I am thrilled my wind is returning and “Tilla” always comes running when he hears the jangling of the metal leash.
I also started shooting hoops by myself. I have always enjoyed basketball. I was not foolhardy enough to challenge any of the teenagers one on one. It is amazing how a little exercise done regularly can change your conditioning.
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