I'm 45. My hips and knees don't like running anymore. I like to hike, but don't go nearly as often (or as consistently) as I would like. As many of you can relate, mid-life with kids and a family to support isn't gentle on the psyche. But, I learned something remarkable over the last 3-4 months: walking is medicine.
We adopted a dog over the summer. He needs to be walked at least twice a day or he destroys the house. I work from home and started walking him 2 miles in the morning and another mile at night. Every. Day. Three months later, I'm down 15 lbs without even trying. The time during our walks is meditative and soothes the anxiety that has taken up residence in every corner of my body. It never feels like a chore, which means I don't put it off like my other active outlets.
I'm not sure who out there needs to hear this (if anyone), but if you're in a rut, if you're stressed out of your head, if you need to lower your heartrate and loosen the waistband a bit...put in some earbuds, put on a podcast, and go for stroll. Cheers, everyone.
We adopted a dog over the summer. He needs to be walked at least twice a day or he destroys the house. I work from home and started walking him 2 miles in the morning and another mile at night. Every. Day. Three months later, I'm down 15 lbs without even trying. The time during our walks is meditative and soothes the anxiety that has taken up residence in every corner of my body. It never feels like a chore, which means I don't put it off like my other active outlets.
I'm not sure who out there needs to hear this (if anyone), but if you're in a rut, if you're stressed out of your head, if you need to lower your heartrate and loosen the waistband a bit...put in some earbuds, put on a podcast, and go for stroll. Cheers, everyone.
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