If I wasn't so lazy (mmm, well, mebbe more like 'not terribly talented in this particular mindset,' lol) I'd write a parody to the tune of 'Downtown.' Ah well. If anybody does, call my attention to it - I'm sure it'd be fun!
We've had rain every day for approaching two weeks now. (In fact, it's raining as I type this.) It's not that it rains all day, every day (thank goodness), just that it rains often enough to make going outside miserable - the places I usually walk are either overhung with trees and dripping wet, or full of puddles, or both. Eh. So I did the treadmill again, but this time, I did a small 'charge-up.' I don't usually do any kind of incline, but I read something earlier that said putting even a slight incline on a treadmill gives you a much better 'walkout' (hah, walkout / workout, get it? okay, okay, not the best pun in the world). Every couple of weeks or so I nudge the speed up, and as long as the PF doesn't kick in and the knee doesn't start aching and so on, I figure I'm okay.
After reading the article I thought, yeh, why not? Instead of upping the speed (I just can't get into that jogging thing; maybe someday) I added 5% (the smallest option) to the incline. Well, by golly, it felt more like I did some fitness. Not out of breath or anything, but it was good, very good. I might experiment with this for a while.
Except for the usual, that was my excitement for Sunday. I don't mind not having excitement - the quiet life suits me just fine.
Tomorrow: blood test. Bleh. You already know how I feel about those. And later this week another doctor's appointment, this time dealing with the BP. I swear I'm starting to feel like an ol' lady, lol...
Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!