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The Importance of Walking as Exercise

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Do you enjoy walking? There is all kinds of evidence concerning the benefits of walking as exercise. Last year my wife and I took part in our university's Wellness Challenge. For various reasons we chose not to do so this year, and I have to say that, even though I walk a lot, I am still walking less than I did last year. And currently I weigh 4 pounds more than I did at the end of the Wellness Challenge.

People in many countries walk far more than Americans do, and most of them are slimmer. Although it may not be attributed completely to the fact that they walk more, I'm convinced that that is at least one factor in the equation. Here are some comments about walking and exercise in general that make me chuckle.

The Importance of Walking as Exercise

Each time you go for a walk, you can add minutes to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at $7000 per month.

My grandpa started walking five miles a day when he was 60. Now he's 97 years old and we don't know where he is.

I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.

I have to walk early in the morning, before my brain figures out what I'm doing.

I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to go there.

Every time I hear or say the dirty word exercise, I wash my mouth out with chocolate.

I do have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.

The advantage of exercising every day is so that when you die, they'll say, "Well, she looks good, doesn't she."

If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country.

I know I got a lot of exercise the last few years, just to get over the hill.

We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

They say you can't really know someone until you walk a mile in their shoes. I say if they've got itsy-bitsy feet or some kind of foot disease, I don't wanna know 'em!

You could print this post and walk it over to your friends' desks, but you might as well just e-mail them a link to this post.


Our daughter Megan posted some cute pictures recently on her blog. In spite of the demands of global warming, they have experienced a particularly hard winter up in Michigan. She commented on her blog that when they would go to the garage to get in the car, our grandson Drew would see his truck and want to play with it. After having to tell him repeatedly that there was too much ice and snow, they have finally had a break in the weather that allowed him to play in it for a while.

picture of Drew in his truck

It's like the Flintstones' car in that his walking makes it go. His friend Curious George, who goes with Drew everywhere, looks like he's enjoying being a backseat driver.

Drew turned two on Monday of this week. When we think about how tiny he was at his premature birth, we're especially thankful that he's such a healthy, happy little guy. Since we couldn't go up this year for his birthday as we did for his first birthday, Grandma and I mailed a package of gifts up to Drew. Here's a picture of him with the new Curious George we gave him.

picture of Drew and his new George

We were fearful that he might reject the new George, but we've been assured that he hasn't.


"Yield to the God who takes failures and restores them to usefulness." - Dr. Drew Conley

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Before I criticize a man, I walk a mile in his shoes. That way if he gets angry at my criticism, he is a mile away and barefoot.

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wellness challenge

I thought I'd do a blog post today since it's the first day of September. I *love* September! Not only is it the month of my birthday, but also it's back-to-school time, the beginning of autumn - my favorite season, and we enjoy lots of good produce at harvest time. At school, today is the kick-off of a wellness challenge for the faculty and staff. It's a voluntary program, but it holds great prospects of personal and corporate benefits of more fitness and improved health. I think at least 2/3 of the faculty and staff have signed on to the program. We give ourselves points daily for each and every one of the goals we accomplish, which are walking at least 10,000 steps, drinking at least 64 ounces of water, doing 30 minutes of aerobic exercise, eating at least 3 servings of veggies and 2 of fruit, getting at least 7 hours of sleep a night, and monthly lowering our body weight by 2% or, if already within the desired weight for our height, staying within that range. (That is a brief synopsis - there are, of course, more details with which I won't bore you.)

My wife and I are going to give this a try! This morning we had a nice walk in the relative cool of the morning. According to our pedometers, we were already half way to today's goal before 10:00 am! Walking will be the easiest part of this thing for us. Some of the other goals will be harder to achieve. I have always thought I drank a *lot* of liquids, but the 64 ounces of water has to be in addition to anything else we drink! Today I felt as if all I did all day was drink water! I also need to try to get it drunk early enough that I don't mess up the 7 hours sleep a night by having to keep getting up to go the the bathroom during the night! 😎

BTW, rumor has it that the grand prizes include a motorized wheelchair and a year's worth of freebies at Cheesecake Factory. I think my sources must be misinformed.... It will be interesting to see how we all do and what we all look like a year from now!

In connection with all this, what is wrong with the following picture?

What's wrong with this picture?

At the beginning of this wellness challenge, I'm posting what I consider one of the funniest things I've ever read about fitness routines. I hope you'll get a chuckle out of it too. I'm fearful that on this first day of the program, I might be a bit like the guy in the story below, when this could actually be a very long year....

The Health Club
by Bruce Cameron

For Christmas this year my wife purchased me a week of private lessons at the local health club. Though still in great shape from when I was on the varsity chess team in high school, I decided it was a good idea to go ahead and try it. I called and made reservations with someone named Tanya, who said she is a 26 year old aerobics instructor and athletic clothing model. My wife seemed very pleased with how enthusiastic I was to get started.

Day 1. They suggest I keep this "exercise diary" to chart my progress this week. Started the morning at 6:00 AM. Tough to get up, but worth it when I arrived at the health club and Tanya was waiting for me. She's something of a goddess, with blond hair and a dazzling white smile. She showed me the machines and took my pulse after five minutes on the treadmill. She seemed a little alarmed that it was so high, but I think just standing next to her in that outfit of hers added about ten points. Enjoyed watching the aerobics class. Tanya was very encouraging as I did my sit ups, though my gut was already aching a little from holding it in the whole time I was talking to her. This is going to be GREAT.

Day 2. Took a whole pot of coffee to get me out the door, but I made it. Tanya had me lie on my back and push this heavy iron bar up into the air. Then she put weights on it, for heaven's sake! Legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made it the full mile. Her smile made it all worth it. Muscles feel GREAT.

Day 3. The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the tooth brush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I am certain that I have developed a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was okay as long as I didn't try to steer. I parked on top of a Volkswagen. Tanya was a little impatient with me and said my screaming was bothering the other club members. The treadmill hurt my chest so I did the stair monster. Why would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by the invention of elevators? Tanya told me regular exercise would make me live longer. I can't imagine anything worse.

Day 4. Tanya was waiting for me with her vampire teeth in a full snarl. I can't help it if I was half an hour late, it took me that long just to tie my shoes. She wanted me to lift dumbbells. Not a chance, Tanya. The word "dumb" must be in there for a reason. I hid in the men's room until she sent Lars looking for me. As punishment she made me try the rowing machine. It sank.

Day 5. I hate Tanya more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. If there was any part of my body not in extreme pain I would hit her with it. She thought it would be a good idea to work on my triceps. Well, I have news for you Tanya, I don't have triceps. And if you don't want dents in the floor don't hand me any barbells. I refuse to accept responsibility for the damage, YOU went to sadist school, YOU are to blame. The treadmill flung me back into a science teacher, which hurt like crazy. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like a music teacher, or social studies?

Day 6. Got Tanya's message on my answering machine, wondering where I am. I lacked the strength to use the TV remote so I watched eleven straight hours of the weather channel.

Day 7. Well, that's the week. Thank goodness that's over. Maybe next time my wife will give me something a little more fun, like free teeth drilling at the dentist's.

I originally received this by email from the author who now posts his original humor to his website. (I give his link with my usual disclaimers...some of the content may not be up to ivman's high standards - but hey, all I can control is the content of my site.) 😎


"The reality is that God doesn't need you or me to make it." - Dr. Drew Conley

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Does vacuuming count as aerobic exercise?

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