I'm really bummed because for some reason Google emailed me and said that I can no longer have ads on my blog--they said there was a violation of the click rules or something. Anyhow, I am going to continue with this blog despite that loss. But let's be serious it's not like I made huge bucks from the ads, it was just a little extra change that I could put toward rewarding myself. Many things have been testing my patience lately, but such is life: things happen. If I can pull through with all of the recent "downs," I will for sure make this healthy-living thing a life habit, Knee or no knee, running or no running, ads or no ads. The best reward from this blog is your feedback and no money could replace that, so I will not stop because I need you guys.
You may have been wondering what I am doing instead of running--remember in an earlier post when I was making fun of those speed-walkers in the 5K--well Karma decided that I needed to walk a few miles in their shoes---and I have. I am a power walker, although I do not know how to dislocate my hip so I can propel my legs forward. You need to look at a YouTube video to understand what I am talking about. Here it is, look at the girl at about 28 seconds
The benefits of walking include: no pressure on my joints, keeps a nice, low, but fat-burning heart rate, and I don't feel like I am going to die (this is my favorite benefit). But of course no form of exercise is perfect and here are the downsides: First, I have to focus. If any of you know me well, you know that focusing on ANYTHING is not my strong suit. I really have to think "Ok, walk, now, walk, walk, walk, don't slow down to look at that bird pooping on the red car, it is time to walk girl!" But you might say that the slower pace is a benefit because I can enjoy nature with a clearer mind, but for me, the pretty little birds and mother nature are both very distracting. Second, I have to listen to a very specific kind of music to keep my legs motivated. Sarah Brightman and Enya were fine when I was running, it was great to have anything distract me from the PAIN, but now the soft sounds make me want to dawdle in the street and stare in the distance awkwardly until some stranger walks by and thinks, "What is she doing, is she ok?" And lastly, I MUST wake up at 6:00 am in order to make the workout worthwhile. While running I could get away with 6:20 or even 6:30, but try WALKING a 5K in 30 minutes, not going to happen. Overall I am very excited, and I can't wait until I get that little hip-gyrate down-pat, then people will pass and say, "Wow that girl would be a great hula dancer." Isn't that what we all hope for when we exercise?