Brad and I started walking today. It was a very humbling experience. Brad and I are REALLY out of shape. I can’t speak for him, but I can tell you that I didn’t even make it around the city block without huffing and puffing with a pain on my side and hip pains.
So here is how it started. I am still recovering from two and ½ weeks of bronchitis, sinus infection, and an ear infection. Brad and I have been talking for months that we needed to start exercising, but of course haven’t. I was getting stir crazy. I finally got Brad to agree to going on walks with me. I would prefer swimming, but can’t find a pool where I won’t have to take out a loan to swim every other day, so walking it is. I told Brad I had to get out of the house to walk. He said okay after he got done with homework. So I waited and waited and then he got done with his homework and I was standing there in my sweats and tennies waiting. He said, “Have you seen my hair, I haven’t even showered.”
I was like, “Seriously? Get your clothes on, you promised. We are only going five minutes.”
He replied, “Grumble, grumble,” and then slugged off towards the bedroom to put on his pants and tennis shoes.
We headed out on a nice day, around 70 degrees with cool breezes. I needed a jacket to cover my chest, and he needed a jacket, but it was bright and clear and I was in a very good mood. I was leaving the house for something other than a doctors appointment for the first time in two weeks. It was a great day for me. We were chit chatting for the first block about our neighbors lawns and we were looking into peoples houses and admiring their landscapes. It was pleasant until we get a block and ½ away and I start having hip pain and slightly hyperventilating.
I said, “You want to turn around.”
I figured he would jump at the chance to turn around because he didn’t want to come in the first place, but then he said, “Look up there, it is a kitty.”
“We are going to keep going to see this kitty?”
“Is that okay?” he said.
“Okay,” I kind of panted and puffed.
So we walked a few more yards to where this cute tuxedo cat was purring and rolling around in the driveway just begging to be petted. Poor Brad is a cat lover, but fell in love with a woman who is VERY allergic so this was a treat.
By the time we walked that far, we just continued going around the block. I know. Pathetic right. I am proud of myself for pushing through and going all the way around a city block. I stated this outloud and Brad said, “It is a suburb block, not a city block, they are shorter.”
I said, “Geez, really, your making me feel even worse.”
We both laughed at that through my panting. Towards the end of our walk, I said, “You know I am going to blog about this.”
To that he replied, “You can do it! I believe in you honey!”