My wife often asks me to walk with her. She is an avid walker. She gets her day started with a brisk walk through our neighborhood. I admire her commitment to this daily exercise routine.
As a former athlete, a weekend warrior really, I still look at walking as a wimpy way to get your fitness fix. But I must admit, it’s better than nothing and nothing is what I’ve gotten good at.
Hey, I’m not the only one out here on this island. Lots of guys my age (and women too I suspect) have given up on exercise. It’s obvious, look at the obesity rates in the country these days. Maybe we’re eating more of the things that don’t mesh well with our less than active lifestyles, but over indulgence of foods isn’t the primary cause of the guts we see on our friends and family members. Even if we eat poorly, if we exercise regularly, the experts agree, we will be more fit. And walking isn’t that tough, is it?
Why my response to my wife when she asks me to walk with her is always “not now, honey” I haven’t figured out. I know it’s the right thing to do for a number of reasons. Improving my health should be the first consideration. But as important is the opportunity to share a few moments away from the TV with my spouse. That should be reason enough, even if I abhor walking.
Who am I kidding? Walking is for my own good and I should get up, get out and get walking immediately. There. I’ve convinced myself. The next time she asks me to walk, I’m there. I hope to see you as I stroll down the block.