Give yourself permission to call an Uber of Lyft if you’ve overdone your outdoor adventure
August 11, 2019
I gave myself permission to call an Uber if I ever end up completely shagged out during one of my interminable death marches or slow jogs a long time ago. How amazing that I can click a button on my phone and be saved! In the image below, the light blue is my walking and the dark blue is the Ubering.
I can’t believe I need recovery time between super-long walk days
August 8, 2019
I understand that one needs recovery time between long runs or between heavy workouts, but who thought that I would need recovery days between long walks.
Daily death march might need to be an every-other-daily death march
August 7, 2019
I could have walked all day yesterday, even in the heat and humidity; today, however, I am pretty spent. I guess I need to listen to my body. I’m a little shagged the day after. It’s OK, I’ll go low and slow.
I’ve replaced treadmill walking with daily humping schlepping rucking with all my weight and all my gear
August 6, 2019
When your body mass index (BMI) is over 30 and about a third of your body weight is fat (not bones, cartilage, connective tissue, or muscle), then simply the act of moving oneself around and about using only your own two feet is a serious workout. For the morbidly obese, walking is, indeed, working out.