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.
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.
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
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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