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Monday, April 09, 2012

I hate mowing the lawn. I really do. I didn't use to, back in the day. When I was in high school, I would mow the lawn for my mother. I saw it as exercise, and although I had some trouble motivating myself to get out the door and get started, once I did get started, I didn't mind it too much. Besides, my mother's
lawn just isn't all that big.

Fast forward to today. I have a house that is probably too big for me (but not too big for all the messes created by my kids!), and a lawn that is bigger still. I think the lot is about 1/4 acre, which is imo too doggone big for one arthritic person to mow! I no longer have a husband to do the mowing. My 21-year old son had to go and spend a semester in Rome, obnoxious kid that he is...and I am left with myself, my disabled daughter, and my 11-year-old son, who is willing, but small for his age, and very hard to keep on any one task. Essentially, I am IT!

And, after a winter full of rain, and very warm overall, I had a yard full of beautiful lush green...weeds. There being no one else, I tackled the job. I went at those weeds with no weapon other than my trusty mower...well, trusty in a manner of speaking. It still works, which is my idea of trusty.

I attacked those weeds with as much energy as I could muster. Over and over and over. It must have taken me five or six two-hour sessions before I could finally say that the back yard was somewhat under control. That included two mowings of the front yard, which, being visible to all and sundry passing by, has to look presentable at all times.

I should add that I bagged every single clipping, which made the job much bigger and more time-consuming. But with that many weeds, I wanted to at least try to slow down the re-seeding. And with a relatively small trash container, I had to leave some of the bags of clippings sitting in my yard until space opened up in the container.

And, with more and more rain, as soon as it was fairly done, well, it needed to be done again. Aaaaaaargh! But I tackled the job again. There wasn't anyone else. And I have to say that it was considerably easier the second time, because the grass and weeds weren't nearly as big or tall as they were the first time.

Again it took me several sessions - but fewer - only three this time, I think. And I feel such huge satisfaction looking over the trimmed back yard. Wow! I did it.

And, you know what? Mowing isn't so bad after all. I might just get to like it...well, maybe! Happy Easter!



Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Exercise of any kind is very painful for me, in particular anything involving running or even walking, because of arthritis in my right hip. (Ow!) Add to that the fact that I hate, hate, hate exercising and always have. Even back in the day when I used to do it, I hated it.

When I was younger, I periodically ran regularly, even to the point of entering several 10K races, all of which I finished. When I was pregnant with my first child, I swam all through the pregnancy. This in spite of the agony of wearing a maternity swimsuit. I still shudder at the thought. Mind you, I am a very bad swimmer, but I can just about manage to get across a pool.

I also used to do sit-ups before bed at night, and I even got quite good at V-sits, which, to my mind, are much more difficult.

All of this was when I was much, much younger. More recently, before arthritis, I used to walk (fast) on a treadmill.

And I always hated all of it. Sigh.

Now, I don't have access to a pool, nor can I afford it. Ditto a gym. I do walk some, since it is a necessity of life. I walk as I push the lawn mower. Lawn mowing is a chore that never ends...

But other than that, I don't exercise. However, I had noticed recently that my arms had some actual muscle. I can only assume I got a bit of muscle strength, again, from necessary activities of life. At all events, today I was trying to demonstrate to my athletically- and coordinationally-challenged 11-year old how to do a push-up. And I discovered that I can still do push-ups!!!!!! The last time I did one was probably in high school. But I can still do them.

This made my day. :-) I did five or six of them just to prove I could.

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POPCORNCARLA 3/21/2012 11:09AM

  AWESOME! I wish i could. Never could before and that is my nemeses now. I have tried to embrace exercise along with a healthy diet but no matter how I try I just can't do a push-up or at least now where I feel like it's really working. Can't even do a girl push up. I just get all tense. So GOOD FOR YOU.

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