Walking is...easier. Wow.
Monday, July 11, 2011
When my DH and I started this go round [yeah, not my first rodeo] in January, he invited me to go for a walk with him. I balked at first, since he has always walked faster than I do. He claimed he'd go slower...for me. I thought, "Well, why not?"
Why not, was apparent within the first few blocks. First my shins started aching. I told myself to walk through it. Then my hips and back started hurting. I felt myself hunching forward from the pain...it was awful. By the time we were halfway through, I was literally in pain from my waist down. I wanted to cry. MY sweet DH asked if I wanted him to go get the car and come get me. I? Bit his head off. With lots of swear words included. Long story short, I made it back, but vowed never to go for a walk with him again...not until I could know for sure I could do it without being a baby.
And I didn't. But I didn't give up. I got on the recumbent bike and rode. I rode and rode. I went for a few short walks on my own, but it still hurt...a lot. I went mall walking with a friend and did ok, but it wasn't nearly enough. So, I did Turbo Jam. Badly at first, so I did Walk away the Pounds in between. As soon as it warmed up enough to swim I did. Along the way I lost 40 pounds. Which is awesome, but I have a long way to go. And something unexpected and even more awesome happened.
A few weeks ago, my husband was battling blisters, but still wanted to go for his "long walk" on a Sunday. His long walk is 5 miles. He put moleskin on his feet and I asked if he'd be able to make it with his "injuries". He said yeah, he'd be slow, but he'd make it. Perfect. I asked if he thought I'd be able to keep up with "injured" him. He cocked his head and looked at me. He said, "Yeah. You wanna try?" I said I did.
And? I made it. The last few blocks were rough, but I did it. So, I went with him the next day. He was feeling better and I was hurting, so it took me longer...but he was only a block ahead, so not too bad. I started going on little walks on my own, with Nordic poles. Nordic poles are awesome. They help me stand up straighter and help my back.
Week before last, my DH and his brother took their Mom to San Antonio to see the Alamo. I had 3 whole days to myself. In my other life, I would have stocked up on frosted cookies and ordered Domino's every night. Instead, I ate normally...which is now healthy...and on day 2 went for a 5 mile walk on my own. It was hot, and I was whipped, but I was beyond pleased with myself.
This weekend, my DH and I headed out early on Saturday for a "long walk". I kept up on most of it, got tired on the end, but...we ended up doing 7.25 miles. Heh.
If you had asked me in January...or even February...if I thought walking would ever get easier, I would have said hell no. I just thought I'd do other exercises. But now? Now I am actually considering training for the Komen 3 day walk for breast cancer. 60 miles in 3 days. I'm not going to decide right now, but just the idea of it excites me. Walking really is easier. Wow. Whoda thunk THAT? Not me.