Listening

Walking in warm weather is turning out to be a challenge for me.  I feel it in every part of my body as if I am swimming through viscous liquid, but so far I have been able to keep it up.

I am not fast and I’m not going for the burn, or trying to work my heartbeat up to maximum levels, but I am moving right along listening to my body as I go.

I remember times when I tried to do all those things the “experts” were telling me.  Many of those things have since been proved to be fodder for the cardiologists and orthopedic surgeons.  I am not a mountain goat, or cheetah, or even a very great ape. 

I am experiment in living and if you watch me you will find out if listening to your own body is a valid form of exercise or not.  I have reclaimed my breath.  My stamina is easily three times what it was and the other measurements the experts can take all seem to be on the positive side.

I did it without drugs, without clubs, without meetings.  It has been an experience in getting to know me and what “I need” regardless of what anyone else thinks or says.  There is nothing wrong with all the rest if you can find something developed to fit who you are.

Living this way has to be a healthy obsession.  Otherwise it is too easy to fall off the wagon and find someone to validate why that is okay.  If I am looking for excuses I will find them, but if I just am true to myself it appears to work.