back in action

Sunrise on a country road.

After the hike last Sunday, which will always be known as “The Hike that Killed My Knee,” I am back to walking 10,000 steps a day. My knee actually healed in a couple of days. Maybe it was the turmeric milk, or maybe it was just because I rested it when it needed it. Or maybe it was a little of both. But I’m back in action, trying to get those steps in everyday.

10,000 steps is almost five miles a day. Since my job has long periods of sitting at a desk looking at a computer, I have to make a conscious effort to walk as much as possible. Some days it feels like all I’m doing is walking. A little in the morning, during work, after work, before bed. It’s never ending.

Take yesterday, for instance. I woke up not feeling terribly great. A little bit of a stomach bug, maybe. So, I didn’t walk before work. It was all I could do to get there on time. It was a very sedentary day, because I have a large amount of work to get finished in a short amount of time. Hours of prolonged sitting in front of the computer. I did get up after lunch (which I worked through) and walked the parking ramp for about 20 minutes. When I got home, I only had 2,900 steps. What??

This was a sad state of affairs indeed. So, I went for an hour long walk after dinner. It actually got dark on the way home, but I was intent on getting these steps done! This only gave me a total of 8,900 steps. Still not enough!

So, I danced. I turned on some techno music and danced like a crazy person for 15 minutes. I did not feel like dancing, but short of walking in circles around my house, it was the quickest way to add steps. At last! 10,022 steps. Done.

Why am I doing this? Am I a puppet and my fitness tracker is the puppet master? Maybe a little. But I also like that I am getting stronger, and vanity of vanities, I’m losing weight when nothing else has been working. Since I started this in May, I have gone from 154 pounds to 139. To me, this is gold. Being active really works where dieting alone was failing miserably.

The other benefits of walking are many. It gets me outside. I see new things, like sunrises and sunsets. It keeps me active. All of these are good when you are rounding the bend to becoming a senior citizen. Yes, yes, yes… 60 is the new 40 and all that other newfangled boloney, but the fact remains, the older we get, the more things can start to deteriorate at an ever increasing rate.

I believe that we need to keep moving as we age. It’s the best gift we can give ourselves. And having a goal of 10,000 steps a day isn’t unreasonable. Even if it means I’m dancing alone in my bedroom at night.

Photo by DLM

am I boring you?

So, I’ve been walking 10,000 or more steps everyday since that first random Tuesday in May, aimagend I have to say, it is a commitment of time. 10,000 steps for me works out to be almost five miles, or an hour and a half of dedicated walking time every day.

Add a full-time job to the mix and it can feel like all I do is walk, to the exclusion of anything else. This was fully illuminated to me last week, when I went on a first date with a man from an online dating site.

He asked me what I like to do for fun. I said the first thing that popped into my head. The thing I’ve been doing every day for the last three months. “Ummm…. I like to walk?” I honestly couldn’t think of anything else, because walking is all I’ve been doing with my free time.

Needless to say, he never called me again.

do like other things, I would say to this man, now that I’ve had time to think about it. I am a well-rounded person! I like plays and music and reading and cooking and lots of worthwhile things. But right now, I am walking, thank you very much.

I was sedentary for so long, and truth be told, a little depressed about that. Walking makes me feel better. I’ve lost 15 pounds. That’s weight that I’m no longer lugging around, much to the relief of my knees, ankles and blood pressure.

So, maybe I am alone, and dating myself for a while. So what? I’m giving myself the gift of walking, which gives me other gifts of health. I’m okay with that.

Photo by DLM