Apparently the key to beating the Beedies is not just eating paper and water, but exercising as well. Yeah, I knew this already, but you know how it is when you're looking at either going to the apartment's workout room or sitting on the couch. If you go to the workout room, you end up watching whatever crap is on the TV there, usually Oprah. Who needs that kind of sorrow in their life?
But once I got a bicycle, I felt the urge to actually get out and move. Naturally, the day after I got it, it was cold and rainy for four days straight. I sat at home, watching my blood sugar NOT go down, until two days ago when I finally decided to get out and ride no matter what the weather was like.
I'm glad I did. There's a trail that runs right next to my apartment (stalkers and killers take note: it's this one), and it's big and flat and concrete. I see old people on it all the time. Piece of cake.
Except for the hills. I call them hills, but you might refer to them as slight inclines, smartasses that you are, every one of you. In any case, I wasn't expecting there to be HILLS. It was a more vigorous workout than I expected, but I still enjoyed it immensely.
The best part? My blood sugar dropped over a hundred points after each ride; today's 131 was the lowest I've had since the Beedies moved in.
The worst part? Having to walk my bike up a hill in front of one of the many saucy stay-at-home MILFs (out walking her little gerbil dog, an obligatory accessory) that roam freely about North Dallas like the great herds of bison that once covered the western plains.
One hates to look weak in front of the MILFs.
omg, multiple robservations a day! This is HEAVEN!
ReplyDeleteNow you need to get one of those kiddie trailers, so that you can tow Schuyler along behind you.
ReplyDeleteOh, nuh-no - Do not tow Schuyler along behind you - go twice a day. Once on your own to work up the whole aerobic yeah-we-hate-it-but-it-really-does-make-us-feel-better essence and the other time with Schuyler on her own cycle of choice and ability. Now is the time in her life to get her in a daily habit of must exercise, before she gets to be like my line of people - old and over the FFL and just too tired to contemplate lifting oneself.
ReplyDeleteI discovered the same thing. Relearned to ride a bike. Discovered I loved it. Fell off bike. 60 year old body said "don't ever do that again." Now I'm a couch potato with rising blood sugar and a spider-web infested bicycle. You keep pedaling away, kiddo. Do it for the both of us.
ReplyDeleteDammit, Rob. I try to be cool, really I do, but then you go and say something like "MILF" and I have to Google the damn thing and feel all outdated and lame.
ReplyDeleteJust remember, if you ever fall -- go with the bike. It sounds stupid, but if you try to fight it or somehow "leap" clear of it, well, it just gets worse. ;)
I'm glad you're out on your bike and it's working for the beedies. Don't worry 'bout the walking the bike uphill thing - you'll be surprised how soon you'll be motoring up there like Lance. A lot of it is simply getting used to being on the thing again and strengthening a whole set of muscles that you don't otherwise use - and that doesn't take too long.
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