There I was, minding my own business. First of the year and I thought I was paying attention – but no. Before I knew what happened, I stepped right in it – exercise – EEEEK!
I do NOT ever make dieting or exercise as part of my New Year Resolutions; it would just be a huge waste of time. I never keep those two things throughout the year. I usually start out with good intentions, but by Valentines Day I am stuffing chocolates into my mouth and finding unique places to stash some for later (then I usually forget several until they get really old and yucky.). Due to this weak-will of mine, I chose not to do those for resolutions.
Well, that sneaky sister of mine pulled the wool over my eyes. I had purchased a stationary bike as therapy instruction from my knee surgeon. He said to get any kind to keep them mobile and to help strengthen the muscles and tendons that he had just attached to my new fake knees. So I got this one:
I placed it right outside my bedroom door, so it was the first thing I saw in the morning, and the last thing I saw at night – perfect incentive, right? Wrong. I was stupid and used it more for strength instead of therapy. My grandson also helped by hopping on it whenever he could and race like the wind. He was always cranking it up to the hardest level; then I would jump on it without checking and come to an aching halt after just a few minutes (duh!).
Here’s where she got sneaky. The place she works at penalizes employees that are not majorly fit. Now, I am all for incentives – but penalties are just not right. She is a smoker. Has been since she was about 14 years old. She did quit once (cold turkey), but that’s another story. Anyway, her employer decided that if you did not “ace” the yearly physical, you would be given other ways to make up for it:
- A special call to the health center which just reamed her on the dangers of smoking – no real help.
- Work out regularly at a local gym – ya, that’s not going to happen when we work on a farm.
- Then somewhere she got the idea of a pedometer. If a person walks 10,000 or more steps in a day, they will lose weight – LIGHT BULB! So, she asked me to pick up a cheap one when I went out shopping. I purchased the second lowest one on the rack, brought it home, and she began using it.
A few days went by, and she came home with an upgraded model she got free from a friend at work. She handed me the cheap one and said I should try it “Just for fun,” sure. When I got dressed the next morning, I shoved it into my pocket. Every time I bent over to do something on the farm, the darn thing fell out. I don’t know about my foot mileage, but I can tell you that my anxiety level went up.
Then she, ever so politely, asked if she could bring my bike upstairs. She wanted to place it in the window, so we could see out – “WE??” Yes, she got me hooked on walking. I hated my stupid cheap meter, so I finally decided to check online – WOW – who know they had so many freebie apps for this, amazing! I picked the one with the highest good review numbers and away I went.
Since a majority of my sister’s job is walking around, she set her goal at the 10K steps per day. Since I have two fake knees, 1-1/2 fake shoulders, and a fake foot, I took a lesser goal of only 5k. To date, her highest was almost 8,000, and my highest was 3989. It actually made me feel really good almost to reach my goal.
HOW DARE SHE BE SO SNEAKY AND TRY TO MAKE US HEALTHY!
I guess I will have to start watching her more closely. First, it’s the physical stuff, next thing you know, she is stuffing tofu into my cookies. Oh – wait – I like tofu…oh well, you get the picture.
I just wanted to share how you don’t have to set resolutions to get something accomplished. Sometimes it happens when you least expect it (or asked for it).
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