Pump those muscles
Tuesday, October 7th, 2008 02:58 pmI have proven to my own satisfaction what really I already knew to be true: to whit, I am quite astoundingly unfit.
Last night I had my first go on thetreadmill exercise bike. Admittedly I had my inaugural pedal after everyone had gone home following the game session and was therefore full of pizza. This is not, of course ideal preparation for exercise and just before going to bed is probably not the best time either, but it would have been easy to put it off and that risks the entire health fascism lifestyle folding before it’s started.
Anyway. Ten minutes. Ten minutes, that’s all and not at a very high resistance setting, to boot. I was fekking knackered and my heart was going nineteen to the dozen for some minutes afterward. Rarely has such a short period of time managed to be so boring and hard work all at the same time. My only consolation is that the first hurdle has been jumped and that Furtle tells me that when you are starting off from a very low base such as I am, there is rapid initial improvement if you stick to it. Of course, then, once you have reached the half hour for no effort, what do you do to reward yourself? Cream cakes, juicy steak? No, you make it harder.
In an earlier post
bibliovixen suggested that enjoyable ways of exercising might be cycling (proper cycling) or walking to the pub. In reverse order, I think the walk to the pub might be OK, though any calories burnt off by the walk would be more than compensated for by any refreshments imbibed once there. As to the bike well, when I was in my teens (and earlier) I travelled miles on my bike and it was no effort at all, most of the time. Thirty-odd years on, however, the man is rather more than twice the boy that was and the ten minutes on the exercise bike proved that a fair amount has to be done before even considering a real bike. And of course, there is the deep suspicion that cycling in (even outer) London in the noughties is a rather different proposition to cycling in semi-rural Telford and rural Shropshire back in the seventies. I don’t like the thought of driving a car in London, much less belting around the roads without all that metal encasing me!
Still, we shall see. I can’t really make any objective assessment after one ten-minute attempt directly after pizza. Maybe in a fortnight’s time I shall revisit the subject.
If I’m not in the middle of surgery on my cardio-vascular system.
Last night I had my first go on the
Anyway. Ten minutes. Ten minutes, that’s all and not at a very high resistance setting, to boot. I was fekking knackered and my heart was going nineteen to the dozen for some minutes afterward. Rarely has such a short period of time managed to be so boring and hard work all at the same time. My only consolation is that the first hurdle has been jumped and that Furtle tells me that when you are starting off from a very low base such as I am, there is rapid initial improvement if you stick to it. Of course, then, once you have reached the half hour for no effort, what do you do to reward yourself? Cream cakes, juicy steak? No, you make it harder.
In an earlier post
Still, we shall see. I can’t really make any objective assessment after one ten-minute attempt directly after pizza. Maybe in a fortnight’s time I shall revisit the subject.
If I’m not in the middle of surgery on my cardio-vascular system.
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Date: 2008-10-07 02:21 pm (UTC)Important thing is not to try and do too much too fast or you'll get too knackered and that's not good for you and you'll also get discouraged.
Now. just to get my ar*e out the door for a run....
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Date: 2008-10-07 02:41 pm (UTC)Well I did say that I knew it wasn't ideal prep! The thing is, that this all really goes against the grain, which is why I ended up all lardy in the first place, so unless I make a determined effort I'll be able to find ways of postponing it until Doomsday!
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Date: 2008-10-07 02:51 pm (UTC)Anyway, as you're still alive just try a quick five minutes when you get in from work.
Personally I dislike exercise equipment as it's one of the dullest things in the world.
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Date: 2008-10-07 04:08 pm (UTC)Don't you believe it! They tell you that to sucker you in but I've been walking the same two hill/streets every weekday for the past year and they still kill me every day!
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Date: 2008-10-07 06:33 pm (UTC)Having 'cycled in central London a lot twenty years ago, I can say it is only for the suicidal. I'm surprised I'm still here to tell about it.
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Date: 2008-10-07 09:44 pm (UTC)You definitely build up from not being able to do any to being able to do the time OK, then it's a case of upping the resistance. The big thing is being able to guilt yourself in to exercising when you don't want to (which if you're anything like me is all the time). The laptop idea is a good one, I have the cross trainer in front of the TV, so it dominates the living room and shouts 'if I'm going to be this disruptive you'd better use me!' every time I walk past it. Watching even a semi-decent TV program can make the time easier, I won't lie and say it flies by, but it is definitely easier. It's also quite a nice way to force yourself to do that extra 10 minutes when you really don't want to, just to the end of the program...
But, ignoring all of that, if you don't watch the calories side of things as well then it really is utterly pointless. Sorry.