Nice story from NY Times about a man who began steady, consistent exercise. He didn’t kill himself, didn’t break any records… but he got healthier!
I’ve gotten used to the fact that when I’m huffing and puffing my way along the road, anybody else who is running the same path is probably going to pass me…
Even into adulthood, I didn’t get much exercise… led to extra pounds.
I put on shorts, a T-shirt and sneakers, and tried to see if I could start running off the beignets and bread pudding that I had been enjoying too often. I ended the 1.8-mile loop shaky and sweat-soaked. The next day I was so sore I could hardly walk. But I did, and I tried the track again.
There was no program; I just woke up early enough to fit in a run…. While I run, I listen to the tiny iPod clipped to my shorts.
What I do know is that I have lost the weight and gotten off the blood pressure medication that I’d been on when I first started running. At my checkup last year, my doctor said, “You’re the healthiest person I know.”