An uphill climb

It’s an uphill climb. Literally. If you could see me, you’d agree I’m far from being the outdoorsy type. If I didn’t hate the sun so much and mosquitoes didn’t love me so much, I might be persuaded to hit the outdoors more than once a decade. But with this love-hate relationship, it’s best I stay indoors.

Okay, so this may not even be about me and the great outdoors. I just don’t like walking as an exercise, period. You will rarely ever see me on the treadmill at the gym. Anything more than 5 minutes and I’m biting my nails and climbing the walls. Yaa-aa-wn! I know, those of you who hog the treadmill for hours are shaking your heads.

So my friend is this ardent walker who treks up the hill every weekend. Said hill is like the holy grail to city folks around here who religiously make the pilgrimage every chance they get. It’s a punishing 5K of steeps and dips, not for the faint of heart. For my dear friend, it’s a way to sweat away the guilt of big meals and carefree eating. I see it as an unnecessary torture.

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The first time I trekked this hill was more than a decade ago when Steev was just a little kid. I barely made it that time. At the steepest incline, I was huffing and puffing, the earth was spinning and birds were chirping in rings over the top of my head. Steev, my little trooper, hurried to push me from behind to stop me rolling unceremoniously back down the hill like a sack of potatoes. I laugh about it now but that’s how unfit I was. Needless to say, I’ve not gone back since.

Fast forward to this weekend. I finally relented, if nothing else, to see if I can make it uphill without Steev, or the anticipated 6 teams of horses. The track is exactly as I remember it. Still swarming with pilgrims. Still as unforgiving as ever. Only this time, I made it to the top without bringing down the 3 little pigs’ house. That’s got to be good, right? 😉

Still it doesn’t change my mind about walking. Not only do I find walking incredibly boring, it’s a totally ineffective exercise as far as I’m concerned. In other words, an absolute waste of a perfectly good Sunday evening. So is walking your thing or do you agree with me? You can be honest here. Either way, I will still love you 😉 .

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  • Mel S

    I personally love to walk–especially hike in a preserve. When it comes to exercise, though, I think that everyone should do what works for them. Walking and biking work for me. However, things like basketball and baseball don’t. Too each their own! 🙂

  • Crystal

    I can walk with a friend… but only if we are at a pace I can talk in. Or if I have something I am deeply trouble/puzzled over, the mind numbing rhythm helps me clear my head so I can do real thinking. I love Zumba for exercise. I’m interested in Yoga. Really, I wish blogging/creating were exercise- then I’d be super fit! :mrgreen:

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