By: Blonde Two
Way back when, in my gym attendance days, there wasn’t much I enjoyed about the experience, but I did like being able to check my walking (and occasionally running) pace.
Before Christmas I was up in Malvern for my Mum’s birthday. Mum can’t get around on her feet like she used to but has recently increased her Get Outside ability by buying an outdoor, electric, wheelchair thingy.
Once I had finished having fun playing with the outdoor, electric, wheelchair thingy, we decided to go out for a walk/ride up to the shops. (Sadly Mum declined my offer to look after the thingy so that she could walk!)
This turned out to be a great arrangement, as it happens, an outdoor, electric, wheelchair thingy, when running at full pelt is just about the pace at which I need to walk if I want to be a little bit out of breath.
We did a little maths (I know that I walk 69 double paces to 100 metres) and worked out that this speed is around 5km an hour.
Of course, the other great thing about outdoor, electric, wheelchair thingies is that, as you get too hot from walking fast, you can dump your hat, scarf, jacket etc in the handy basket at its front. All in all a successful expedition.
D’accord re the gym. I attended for perhaps a couple of years and then got fed up with all the laddish banter, and also questioned why I was trying to body build – the best exercise for walking is walking which for aficionados provides pleasure combined with minimal cost.
I am a bit confused about your relations – you may not want to identify, but I am curious to know what relation Starfire is to you?
Great fun, we must repeat it in warmer weather so we can increase your distance at 5mph! Love, Mum x
Hee – too old to detail – wonder on!
Deeply disappointed – no mention of a route card, escape route, emergency equipment, back-up contacts, or even maps and compasses!
We had a mobile phone or two with us… and the route was one I trod most days after secondary school (although thankfully no longer with violin, a tin of fresh baked scones and an overly large coat!)
P.S. Happy New Year B1, B2, Conrad and all. Love reading the blog and all the contributions. Thank-you.
Happy New Year to you too Aunty Starfire. Here’s to all sorts of adventures for 2018!
There you are, Conrad! Is nothing sacred? Not even an ancient aunt’s relationships?