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Post by Jane on Jul 21, 2011 19:27:54 GMT -5
I hate to exercise. What I like to do is turn pages, so my fingers are remarkably buff. The rest of me? Maybe not. I know I have to exercise. For a year or so, I fairly faithfully went to Senior Fit (odious name), which was quite demanding. But I hated it. And it took most of the day. I mean, by the time I got there, exercised, drove home, showered et al, it was noon. By noon, the day is pretty much over, right?
I've tried yoga (boring), NIA (humiliating), zumba (can't dance; don't ask me), regular exercise (boring, hard, boring), water aerobics (too easy plus I can't swim), swimming (drowning), walking (really, really boring).
So what do you do?
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Post by Nomad-wino on Jul 21, 2011 20:20:45 GMT -5
Jane, I love the way you write. You bring the feeling of how much exercising sucks to life with your words so beautifully.
The sum total of my exercising is my walk to and from work. To try and make it worthwhile I have extended the route I walk well beyond a mere point "A" to point "B" distance. Frequently I'll meet my wife after work and we'll walk home together. This is probably not enough exercise, but it's all I can muster up the desire to do. Maybe I need to eat powder milk biscuits to give me what I need to do what needs to be done.
Mike
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Post by doctork on Jul 21, 2011 22:10:04 GMT -5
All y'all will love Pat Donohue's song "Exercise Blues" as his sentiments are similar to yours! It is on his new CD "Nobody's Fault" along with numerous other great tunes including "Would You Like to Play the Guitar" and "The Irish Blues."
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 21, 2011 23:16:11 GMT -5
All y'all will love Pat Donohue's song "Exercise Blues" as his sentiments are similar to yours! It is on his new CD "Nobody's Fault" along with numerous other great tunes including "Would You Like to Play the Guitar" and "The Irish Blues." Good ear exercise! I don't do any of that stuff, Jane. I used to say, "I get all the exercise I need sweating in bed." Not so much any more. I'm finding myself in your boat. What the heck?!?!? Do we do now?
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Post by joew on Jul 22, 2011 9:02:58 GMT -5
I go up and down stairs umpteen times a day.
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Post by liriodendron on Jul 22, 2011 14:55:03 GMT -5
I once wore a pedometer on a Saturday at the library. During my 6 hour shift on the reference desk I walked over 6000 steps, which I thought was pretty amazing. Clearly, I just need to find a full time job and my exercise requirements will come close to being met.
I, too, hate to exercise. I think I would enjoy hiking, especially if it was someplace really beautiful, but I don't want to do it by myself and the weather would have to cooperate (no rain, snow, high temps, or humidity). Bicycling could also be fun, but again, there are weather considerations and I wouldn't want to do it anywhere there was traffic. Oh, and there was the time we went on vacation and I used the rowing machine at the hotel fitness center. I really enjoyed it and I looked into opportunities for crewing closer to home. Not only was it expensive, it all seemed to be very competitive and I knew I wouldn't enjoy the whole "needing to win" thing.
I'm very hard to please, it seems.
I keep thinking back to when we were kids we didn't need to exercise, we just went outside to play. Maybe that's what we all need to do - organize a few spirited games of Hide & Seek or Red Rover or Red Light, Green Light after dinner. Although clearly not in this heat.
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Post by doctork on Jul 22, 2011 20:15:27 GMT -5
Once when I was at Esalen I took a wellness seminar back when the idea of wellness was new and unusual. The seminar leader wrote a book called "New Games," and we played them most of the weekend, had lots of fun. A little more sophisticated than "Red Light Green Light" but still lots of fun running around.
Adults CAN still play games!
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Post by gailkate on Jul 22, 2011 23:14:25 GMT -5
Jane needs a dog. Walking a dog can be excellent exercise (as she should know from her dog-sitting days). Unfortunately, at 5 1/2, our dogs can't do the miles and speed they did when younger. In those days I'd practically jog behind them and we had a number of favorite songs - "As those Caissons Go Rolling Along, "I've Got Sixpence," "Red Red Robin," many more. When I started getting tired, a meandering version of "I Have Often Walked Down these Streets Begore" and "By the Light of the Silvery Moon." Dogs really like to sing. Ok, I hate exercise, too. I have enough infirmities that I can dream up a zillion excuses. A friend sent me a 3-disk set of yoga tapes which are still sealed in their plastic wrap. How could a friend do such a thing? And after I broke my hand, I had to do PT for awhile, even bought some hand weights. It's real easy to hit stuff when you're swinging them around, so right now they're pretty dusty. What I want is a good old-fashioned swing. It's embarrassing to sneak into a playground hoping to get in some good swinging before a stern child shows up to send you home.
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 22, 2011 23:19:24 GMT -5
Jane needs a dog. Walking a dog can be excellent exercise (as she should know from her dog-sitting days). Unfortunately, at 5 1/2, our dogs can't do the miles and speed they did when younger. In those days I'd practically jog behind them and we had a number of favorite songs - "As those Caissons Go Rolling Along, "I've Got Sixpence," "Red Red Robin," many more. When I started getting tired, a meandering version of "I Have Often Walked Down these Streets Begore" and "By the Light of the Silvery Moon." Dogs really like to sing. Ok, I hate exercise, too. I have enough infirmities that I can dream up a zillion excuses. A friend sent me a 3-disk set of yoga tapes which are still sealed in their plastic wrap. How could a friend do such a thing? And after I broke my hand, I had to do PT for awhile, even bought some hand weights. It's real easy to hit stuff when you're swinging them around, so right now they're pretty dusty. What I want is a good old-fashioned swing. It's embarrassing to sneak into a playground hoping to get in some good swinging before a stern child shows up to send you home. Too precious.
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Post by rogesgallery on Jul 23, 2011 0:45:33 GMT -5
and cute and creative. Aerobics for the imagination. Ahhh Yer all pumped up girl.
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Post by liriodendron on Jul 23, 2011 6:36:11 GMT -5
We still have swings in our backyard. Since our youngest is 14, they almost never get used, and there are plenty of trees and bushes on the perimeter of our yard to keep most of the neighbors from watching while you partake of them. Unfortunately, I get dizzy these days when I swing for more than a few minutes. I'm thinking that leaping out of them while at the height of a forward arc is probably not a good idea anymore, either.
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 23, 2011 11:29:00 GMT -5
We still have swings in our backyard. Since our youngest is 14, they almost never get used, and there are plenty of trees and bushes on the perimeter of our yard to keep most of the neighbors from watching while you partake of them. Unfortunately, I get dizzy these days when I swing for more than a few minutes. I'm thinking that leaping out of them while at the height of a forward arc is probably not a good idea anymore, either. Dang those arthritic joints and At-Risk hips! Don't forget the long straight bones. You can break yourself as easily as I broke my Mom. So, is the answer to exorcise entrapped in buying leggings with thong body suits and paying (big) money to go to the gym with a trainer and lifting weights?!? Those older gals who did that, and are looking pretty darned good, are showcased on our local news ALLLLLLLLL the time.
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Post by jspnrvr on Jul 23, 2011 13:50:31 GMT -5
We still have swings in our backyard. Since our youngest is 14, they almost never get used, and there are plenty of trees and bushes on the perimeter of our yard to keep most of the neighbors from watching while you partake of them. Unfortunately, I get dizzy these days when I swing for more than a few minutes. I'm thinking that leaping out of them while at the height of a forward arc is probably not a good idea anymore, either. Dang those arthritic joints and At-Risk hips! Don't forget the long straight bones. You can break yourself as easily as I broke my Mom. So, is the answer to exorcise entrapped in buying leggings with thong body suits and paying (big) money to go to the gym with a trainer and lifting weights?!? Those older gals who did that, and are looking pretty darned good, are showcased on our local news ALLLLLLLLL the time. "thong body suits"....also known as "butt floss"
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Post by gailkate on Jul 23, 2011 13:59:59 GMT -5
leggings with thong body suits The mind boggles. I'm thinking those early bathing suits with the bloomers and every square inch of skin modestly covered. (So that's what burkhas are for!) When the heat breaks and everyone's gone back to school, we might take a jaunt to Lirio's so we could swing on her swingset. Obviously we're never going to do our camp in NC, now that K has moved to Flag.
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 23, 2011 14:40:58 GMT -5
Dang those arthritic joints and At-Risk hips! Don't forget the long straight bones. You can break yourself as easily as I broke my Mom. So, is the answer to exorcise entrapped in buying leggings with thong body suits and paying (big) money to go to the gym with a trainer and lifting weights?!? Those older gals who did that, and are looking pretty darned good, are showcased on our local news ALLLLLLLLL the time. "thong body suits"....also known as "butt floss" I didn't say that I endorsed butt floss over leggings. ;D I just said that around here, on the news, they keep showcasing older hot looking women lifting weights, wearing that apparel. You may be right, gk. Lirio's swing set in the fall may be our ticket. No dizziness allowed, nor jumping.
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Post by jspnrvr on Jul 23, 2011 16:57:57 GMT -5
leggings with thong body suits The mind boggles. I'm thinking those early bathing suits with the bloomers and every square inch of skin modestly covered. (So that's what burkhas are for!) When the heat breaks and everyone's gone back to school, we might take a jaunt to Lirio's so we could swing on her swingset. Obviously we're never going to do our camp in NC, now that K has moved to Flag. Well, you know she hasn't actually sold the place there yet.....
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 24, 2011 11:20:53 GMT -5
You mean that we Chatterers can go there and have a Big Party because no one is at home?!? THAT definitely will fall into the Acceptable Unintended Exercise Department!
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 24, 2011 12:15:20 GMT -5
Well, I couldn't find the Exercise Blues by Pat Donohue, but if you just dance to this in the privacy of your own home, who knows that you really Can't Dance, Don't Ask Me?
;D
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Post by jspnrvr on Jul 24, 2011 15:13:15 GMT -5
You mean that we Chatterers can go there and have a Big Party because no one is at home?!? THAT definitely will fall into the Acceptable Unintended Exercise Department! Road Trip!
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 24, 2011 16:27:06 GMT -5
You mean that we Chatterers can go there and have a Big Party because no one is at home?!? THAT definitely will fall into the Acceptable Unintended Exercise Department! Road Trip! ;D ;D ;D
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Post by rogesgallery on Jul 25, 2011 1:09:23 GMT -5
I don't know if I belong on this forum. I continually find myself in opposition. For example; I love exercise. When I still had knees I loved to run, hike, bike, ski, anything that hurt; I love the adrenaline and the endorphins. I would run 6...8 miles, stop at a friends house for a beer and a ciggy then run home — shower, change and go out and dance all night.
Now you might say "Ah ha You have no knees left", but I will be sixty next March and my knee problems started when I was 17. Not only that but I still exercise within my limits. I paddle and bike — flat ground, mostly pavement and concrete.
There is considerable evidence that exercise helps to avoid many of the wasting diseases and, really, when we talk about exercise we're talking as much about how we wish to die as much as how we wish to live...I'm shooting for a massive heart attack.
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Post by liriodendron on Jul 25, 2011 14:12:54 GMT -5
You know, I think I would like it a lot better if it wasn't called exercise. Hiking and biking and paddling sound fun (running and skiing, not so much). I do think that cars are our biggest downfall. I walked so much in college because I had no other choice. I never gained any weight. I never thought of it as exercise. It was simply getting from point A to point B.
I walked a lot more when I visited my sister in Denver - to the Botanical Gardens, to the mall, to the meat market, to Whole Foods, to the library, to take my nephew to school and to pick him up. Perhaps I just need a purpose to my "exercise". None of that seemed boring and I didn't think twice about doing it. Apparently the suburbs, especially the suburbs without sidewalks, will be the death of me.
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Post by Jane on Jul 25, 2011 16:45:13 GMT -5
When I'm in NYC, I walk miles (and miles) a day and don't mind it at all. Such interesting people and stores and houses and all. But walking on a tread mill or around my neighborhood or even the park near our house bores me silly. So I guess I need to buy a border collie and move to NYC. I'm ready!
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Post by BoatBabe on Jul 25, 2011 22:18:35 GMT -5
When I'm in NYC, I walk miles (and miles) a day and don't mind it at all. Such interesting people and stores and houses and all. But walking on a tread mill or around my neighborhood or even the park near our house bores me silly. So I guess I need to buy a border collie and move to NYC. I'm ready! Whatever works for you, You Go, Girl!
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Post by rogesgallery on Jul 26, 2011 0:21:53 GMT -5
I have never been able to enjoy the health club routine it reminds me of hanging out at a biker clubhouse — everyone watching themselves in any reflective surface, backward smiles and a lot of grunting. Yet that was the days of the cosmopolitan health craze — the late 70's and the 80's.
You girls have got the the same idea as I, exercise should be fun and there should be an educational value to it.
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Post by BoatBabe on Aug 3, 2011 9:44:00 GMT -5
I have never been able to enjoy the health club routine it reminds me of hanging out at a biker clubhouse — everyone watching themselves in any reflective surface, backward smiles and a lot of grunting. Yet that was the days of the cosmopolitan health craze — the late 70's and the 80's. You girls have got the the same idea as I, exercise should be fun and there should be an educational value to it. Ditto, roges. Sorta like walking down Ballard Avenue to find the best breakfast place open early on Sunday morning. ;D
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Post by doctork on Aug 3, 2011 23:58:26 GMT -5
Gee, I like to swim, and usually the only place I can find with a decent size pool is the health club.
However, no mirrors or grunting in the pool AFAIC.
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