Thursday, 31 July 2008

Be still, my beating heart

No, really. When I went to the gym yesterday the machine I was on kept beeping and flashing at me: "SLOW DOWN TO REDUCE HEART RATE!"

And yes, you read right. I went to the gym yesterday. Woohoo! First time ever! (Unless you count the time a month ago when I went on the treadmill for two minutes, saw someone I knew, and ran for it.)

But my visit confirmed what I already feared: my heart is about to fall over and die. The speed I was doing was embarrassing, when everyone else was doing at least thrice my speed. I could and did go faster, but every time: "SLOW DOWN TO REDUCE HEART RATE!" (beep, beep, beep).

It was a great workout, though. I only did 45 minutes, but I felt great afterwards, and look forward to doing it again. I burned 265 calories — I don't know if that's good or bad, but I've now changed that goal to a more measurable "Burn 1000 calories a week", which I should be able to do easily. Hopefully, as time goes on, I'll be able to run to the bus-stop without stopping for air, or climb the two flights of stairs to work without panting.

I am worried about the state of my heart. I'm not doing this to lose weight or get great abs or anything (although hey, if I get nicer abs I won't complain); but to prevent my heart from falling over and dying too soon.

I used to tell people how little I exercised, and they'd look at me and say, "You don't need to exercise, you're so skinny!" That's silly — like appearance is the only reason to exercise. I am incredibly unfit, and I'm glad I can't see the state my heart is in. But I'd like to work to fix it before it's in serious trouble.

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