Such a surprise this morning to be reminded that I have to start my cardio rehab program!
I have tried for decades to join a gym, only none would take me! Yeah, it seems that if you father had 13 major heart attacks and seven strokes - well, no wants you in their gym! As one snide trainer put it, " you are a dead man walking!"
Really?
That is not even statistically true.
But it is in the odds that if your father's genes suck, so will yours.
Eventually!
But necessarily true 30 years ago when that was said.
Of course nothing surprised me more that Dutchman's gym partner dropping dead on a quick walk to the local eatery across the street from the office building!
Yeah, it was a heart attack!
Now that I think on it, he lost another gym partner to an heart attack.
But that guy was 80 pounds over weight and made really poor diet choices!
... mmmmm, greasy fried foods ...
So delicious, so deadly!
What if I drop dead at 35?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah.
Many years ago Gaelic Girl and I crossed swords over life and death.
I held that I could eat all the knockwurst I wanted because I was not going to live one second lonewr, nor shorter, than the time God has allotted for me. - Barring someone outright killing me!
She retorted rthat it was not a question of duration but one of condition.
What shape do you want to be it when your time comes?
Well, that sort of took the wind out of my knockwurst eating sails!
Yeah, a high fat diet may not be the best option when your father is a cardiac nightmare!
So, four heart attacks later, I am finally on Medicare and can get into a gym program!
I am a bit hesitant because I do not know what to expect ...
And a bit excited.
Do I break out my dragonfly blue cycling outfit?
Or, just wear shorts?
Shorts will probably win.
Afterall, it is below freezing out!
And spandex is not all that insulating!
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