Okay here’s the deal. Working up “a good sweat” does not make me feel good. It makes me feel sweaty. I don’t enjoy exercise for the sake of exercise. My idea of well spent leisure time involves curling up with a good book, sitting down to write or knitting and chatting with friends. That is who I am.
But I am also overweight, have not-great lipid values and a family history of diabetes. And, I don’t want to become a demented 60-year-old obese diabetic with clogged arteries. Check.
I have joined Weight Watchers, lost weight, gained it back.
I have signed up for this exercise class or that, started with all kinds of enthusiasm, and not continued.
I have the Lose-It App on my iPhone. I actually lost 8 pounds, but then, mysteriously just stopped entering the data, even with success on my side.
I do climb stairs instead of taking elevators, and I do enjoy long walks in the sunshine. Unfortunately I live in Wisconsin, and long walks in the sunshine are relegated to a few months out of the year.
Just the other day I decided, “Okay, your lifestyle is too sedentary, but every attempt to add more has failed, even if it involves a large monetary investment. So now just try to add wellness value to your existing lifestyle.”
So I bought one of those little pedal stands that could sit under my desk, thinking I could pedal away while I worked. Darn near impossible to do in a desk chair with wheels. You should have seen me try to type…