
- On The Move
In my day, women weren’t much into exercise. We didn’t run or jog or go to jazz dance classes. (And I have to say that most of us were not overweight, either.) But now that I am in the elder generation and have many women friends who are of the Baby Boomer era and much younger, I get a lot of encouragement to be ‘more active.’ “Walk,” they say. So does my doctor – but then she, too, is a Boomer.
I, of course, resist with all sorts of excuses. But, for my 75th, my friend Linda gave me a pedometer! She knows me well. I’m not one bit interested in the walking part, but I love seeing how far it is from place-to-place and how many steps I travel in the course of a “normal” day. I know she is thinking, “Well…it’s a start.” And maybe it is.
From the computer in my office where I spend a good portion of each day, it is 51 steps to the kitchen stove where I heat the kettle and make myself a cup of tea or decaf coffee numbers of times a day. Round trip: 102 steps. We have a big house. From the kitchen door to the chicken coop, it is 100 steps. Round trip: 200 steps. We also have a big yard.
So five or six decaf refills and two or three trips out to deal with ‘the girls’ add up. Then there are the usual household reasons for walking – make the bed, vacuum the carpets, hunt for my cell phone. Step. Step. Step. Yesterday, I read the instructions for the pedometer, inserted a battery, and hooked it onto my belt at 4:15 in the afternoon. By 9:30 (bedtime!) I had 3,417 steps!
According to the diabetes people, you should walk 10,000 steps a day. According to the heart people, it should be 11,000 steps a day. Today will be my first full pedometer day, so we will see. Rounding off by my ‘old math’ method tells me that the steps I measured yesterday afternoon and evening worked out to about 700 per hour. I think my waking (make that walking) day is usually 16 hours long. So that would be 11,200 steps!
As I say… we will see!
Keep us posted, Sydney. I would like to get one just to see how much I walk at school each day. It’s a big school and I’m in six different rooms during the day, not to mention the odd running around I do. Since we returned to a six period day I know I’m up and walking more than when we had three and four.
Never know why counting makes it real, but it does.