Yes, I used the “E” word… Eeeeeekkkk!
I know that I have declared publicly that I am NOT going to Exercise however, for this post I need to use the e-word for the sake of clarity.
To recap: “Exercise” is any activity which produces a physiological effect that causes your heart rate to increase for a set period of time and causes your respiratory system to speed up.
In “Plane Anglish” = IF your heart is racing and you are breathing heavy, then it is exercise.
So to “exercise” you do not have to “go to the gym” you just have to “do the laundry,” or “mow the yard” or” go get groceries” or enjoy a “walk in the park”
The key is . . .
That your heart rate has to speed up and your breathing has to increase long enough for your body to say “uhmmm wow, this dude is serious about this.”
Your body is lazy. It does not want to work. And face it, anything that gets your heart going and chest heaving is WORK!
The “work” may be climbing the stairs at a baseball park to enjoy a great afternoon watching the Cardinals, but climbing those stairs still counts as WORK even if it is in the pursuit of fun!
It may involve rolling around on the floor playing with a passel of puppies, but when you get up, if your heart has speeded up and your breath is starting to make noises like an old-time steam engine then that is work! Even if it is FUN work.
For those of us in truly abysmal shape . . .
Just getting up from my computer and sorting the laundry leaves me huffing and puffing and making sounds like the proverbial big bad wolf.
Sad, but true.
The POINT, friends, neighbors, dearest readers, and the odd cuzin or two… It does NOT MATTER WHAT YOU DO AS LONG AS YOU DO SOMETHING!
For those of us who are either starting for the first time or climbing back on the “exercise wagon” after falling off, well a little goes a looooooooooooooooooong way!
Rest after exercising . . .
What really goes on in your body when you start an exercise program.
Just so you know, this information that I’m telling you can be verified from numerous reputable sources, but I’m saving you a lot of time reading… grin …by providing a much more entertaining version of what’s going on… Read the rest of this entry
Everybody does it.
Everybody knows that everybody does it.
It’s part of being human.
We don’t talk about it though.
At least, not in polite company.
But when we are with our friends and there is beer involved, then, the truth comes out….
…we all dance in the bathroom!
If you just got this mental image of ball gowns, feather boas, rhinestones and bugle beads, that would be bathroom of thewho lives across the courtyard from me. She is a special case, as is her bathroom. Nope–I’m talking about the rest us, with garden variety “basic” “average” bathrooms. Although I must confess that my bathroom not quite “basic” nor “average” as it is tastefully decorated with a lovely “cats and books” theme done in browns, reds and rich wood tones.
Ahem. But I digress. 😉
Back to dancing in the bathroom.
When I decided, ages ago, that I wanted to do this series of photos, I went to Academy Sports and bought four red shirts and four black pair of shorts. The were in sizes XL – Med. A little while ago when I put on the XL shirt. It didn’t fit.
Saying that “It didn’t fit” is like saying “The Mona Lisa is a famous painting.”