Just before November 2016 I decided that I had been a couch potato long enough. Life was slipping past at an alarming rate and I was getting older and older.
I had never before considered age as anything..it just happened…
Then one day it suddenly occurred to me that as I was getting older so my body and bones were beginning to stiffen up.
This was bad news! I had to do something ! so I did..
As I no longer drive, going to a gym was not possible, not only was it expensive but I had no way of getting there without asking Neville to come every time… so although I wanted to be more active what was there that I could do. I considered walking but I hate walking. Yes I can peruse the shop windows at a leisurely pace but to actually walk anywhere was a big NO NO… until
I discovered Nordic Walking which is similar but not the same. It is done with two poles very much like ski poles but not so long. There is a method to be understood otherwise all benefits are lost. Why this idea intrigued me I shall never know..walking is walking
It is cardiovascular exercise , sort of similar to Power Walking but with extra benefits and no getting out of puff. Most suitable for an elderly person like myself . It builds muscles in arms, legs, chest and back…it increases vitality, helps you to sleep and livens up the brain… and as for your blood … its.wonderful
The day i bought my Nordic poles my life changed. Now it is thrilling to walk and to walk..to wander paths which might lead somewhere or nowhere at all. To see the lovely village which I now call home, and to see how it is surrounded by the most glorious countryside. To listen to birds and to see wild creatures scurrying back into the bushes for safety. One of the greatest benefits is meeting people…like the shepherd I met this morning . He left his flock and came to talk to me…no language problem at all..he nattered in Bulgarian and me in my Bulgengish..but we understood each other completely.
Two days ago I stopped to rest upon the seat outside a house and the people came to talk. I explained what I was doing and why I was doing it. Baba of the house showed me her sticks( a crutch and walking stick) and she explained that she had had a hip and leg operation…we nattered away in our own language and completely understood.
Its a fascinating way of life.. I go on my way armed with my fanny bag containing a walkie talkie….a whistle..binoculars..sun glasses..water and my mp4 player.
Sometimes I have even danced my way along, and sometimes I sing….it is a time of complete happiness and of complete freedom and it is wonderful.
By the time I get home there are one or two bits that ache..but my blood pressure is down, and I feel great. There are so many benefits to just walking and even though at 77 years of age i might have left it a bit late but I know that the time that I have left will be spent walking the hills, looking at God’s creation and thoroughly enjoying my life.
So if you are like me…a couch potato..get up..and go walking the Nordic way..you will never regret it