The Christmas tree is back in the loft and the New Year Hangover is well behind us now so Its time to start thinking about maintaining what fitness you have or improving things so that when the better weather arrives were in shape to enjoy it.
Today It didn't come easy to practice what I preach, when I looked out of the window at around 3 o'clock it was so dark and gloomy it would have been very easy to sit down turn on the TV and do a good impression of a couch potato, I even said to Sharon should I go for a walk kind of hoping she would say no just for once. All I get is 'you'll only moan if you don't',
So then the preparation starts 2 pairs of socks, walking boots, layers and layers of clothes, wooly hat gloves, out to the garage to fill the liquid oxygen cylinder from the dewer, mobile phone, stop watch in case of a record attempt, whew! by now I've had my daily dose of exercise but that's just the warm up.
That's it there's no turning back now, open the back door and out into the dark, wind and rain. I head off up through the estate at a steady pace and gradually increase the speed until its a little uncomfortable and then try and maintain that until I reach the top.
The wind was blowing in my face, making it harder work than just the normal hill I have to face but I see that as a little bonus exercise thrown in, also the stitch was setting in under my right rib cage so I had to back off a little so I could avoid stopping and looking the wreck that I felt.
It worked and finally I reached the top of the estate, a place of recovery, a place to be enjoyed as once again I have proved that the fibrosis in my lungs has not progressed any further.
My treadmill arrives on Wednesday so I may not have to suffer the winter elements quite so often, I wonder if I'll miss the wind and the rain and dressing up in preparation. I think not!!