Only a dope would try strenuous exercise while recovering from semi truck crud/swine flu/or numerous other seasonal ailments. For long-time readers (my family, plus Lucy), that statement almost guarantees a subsequent item I really shouldn’t have done. This is no exception.
I blame it all on peer pressure. The problem here is I have these friends see, these exercising friends. (Watch out for this lot. They now have me eating carrots and grapefruit for snacks, instead of my preferred chips.) They don’t “hit the gym”, they exercise outside. Being lost in a snow drift, stomped by a moose, or run over by a motorist doesn’t deter them. If I didn’t like them so well, I’d look into having them committed, poor things. Just what did they force me to do, you’re wondering?
On a whim, last year I bought some skate ski equipment at a swap meet. (Someday I’d like to write about shopping at a winter swap meet and compare it to running with the bulls or riding a scooter on an LA freeway, but today is not the day.) Eyeing it ruefully afterwards, I thought that probably meant I should do some skate skiing. One problem: I didn’t have the book, “Skate Skiing for Dummies” or even a smallish idea of technique. Never fear, the exercising friends are here.
So I went a handful of times last winter and survived. There were some undignified falls, yes, and a few instances when hasty prayers were uttered along the lines of ‘please let me not have a heart attack’ or ‘just let me not hit a moose at the bottom of this hill’ but mostly I was thinking “This would be fun if I was in shape.”
They convinced me (more like forced me) into going on Thursday. My flu was winding down, but that was no excuse for not elevating my heart rate to maximum, breathing cold air, and sweating like the proverbial pig for an hour. Everyone needs such friends, no?
It’s over and obviously I’m here to tap out the sad tale, so no tragedy, but my humble advice for those recovering from illness, stay away from those bullies. No, not the wee tykes smoking during lunch behind Service high school, mucking up the ski trails, and looming menacingly in large groups out of the forest at passing skiers. The exercisers.
Anyone have a bad experience exercising? Taking in the great outdoors gone wrong?