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So we continue this saga -- a sort of journal for progressive walking experiences -- under the burden of my COPD, legacy of some 55 pack-years of cigarette abuse.
I haven't missed a day since last Sunday. I'm beginning to suspect that the CDC recommendations for seniors, that they walk for exercise at least 150 minutes per week or a mile per day, is a bit -- shall we say? -- "Namby Pamby".
Today, I thought to skip a day and the mile. I visited friends in Oceanside, with plans to drive to the waterfront and have fish and chips or fried shrimp with beer at one of the eateries there. We had done this after my mother's death -- end of 2023. I remember it. I remember where we parked my friend's vehicle, which was where we parked today. Back in 2023, I struggled to walk the distance from the car to the restaurant, or otherwise keep up with my hosts. Today -- call it "easy-peasy".
Checked my cellphone when we returned to my friend's house, and the walking at the waterfront totaled 0.90 miles. So I really didn't skip anything.
My friend showed me his cellphone, and this morning before I arrived in my visit, he had walked some four miles. Of course, Jeff doesn't have COPD. Jeff never smoked a pack per day for 55 years. Jeff is healthy and about 7 years younger than I.
But -- and so it is -- that I've decided to try and double my daily walking distance. I have people giving me great cautions: "Oh! Don't over-tax yourself! Start out by adding a quarter mile!"
And -- this is nonsense. I've done it before. I need to take a 20-minute break before resuming the second mile -- that's all.
I've been off my Trelegy inhaler for a week now. Jeff and his wife remarked today that I had not expectorated or otherwise coughed up sputum since I first arrived at the house, and only upon a point long into our conversation at 3:30 PM in the afternoon. In other words, as second-hand experience, they noticed that my lungs were much clearer. Of course. Long conversation usually ends with a need to cough up a little sputum, or otherwise clear my throat.
I have got better! I want to see how it goes tomorrow morning when the temperature here in So-Cal may only be 60F. So I add another hour to my walking time on Sunday.
I haven't missed a day since last Sunday. I'm beginning to suspect that the CDC recommendations for seniors, that they walk for exercise at least 150 minutes per week or a mile per day, is a bit -- shall we say? -- "Namby Pamby".
Today, I thought to skip a day and the mile. I visited friends in Oceanside, with plans to drive to the waterfront and have fish and chips or fried shrimp with beer at one of the eateries there. We had done this after my mother's death -- end of 2023. I remember it. I remember where we parked my friend's vehicle, which was where we parked today. Back in 2023, I struggled to walk the distance from the car to the restaurant, or otherwise keep up with my hosts. Today -- call it "easy-peasy".
Checked my cellphone when we returned to my friend's house, and the walking at the waterfront totaled 0.90 miles. So I really didn't skip anything.
My friend showed me his cellphone, and this morning before I arrived in my visit, he had walked some four miles. Of course, Jeff doesn't have COPD. Jeff never smoked a pack per day for 55 years. Jeff is healthy and about 7 years younger than I.
But -- and so it is -- that I've decided to try and double my daily walking distance. I have people giving me great cautions: "Oh! Don't over-tax yourself! Start out by adding a quarter mile!"
And -- this is nonsense. I've done it before. I need to take a 20-minute break before resuming the second mile -- that's all.
I've been off my Trelegy inhaler for a week now. Jeff and his wife remarked today that I had not expectorated or otherwise coughed up sputum since I first arrived at the house, and only upon a point long into our conversation at 3:30 PM in the afternoon. In other words, as second-hand experience, they noticed that my lungs were much clearer. Of course. Long conversation usually ends with a need to cough up a little sputum, or otherwise clear my throat.
I have got better! I want to see how it goes tomorrow morning when the temperature here in So-Cal may only be 60F. So I add another hour to my walking time on Sunday.
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