I stopped exercising for awhile. I hurt my wrist in November and couldn’t lift weights, then the holidays kicked into full-swing and the gym was closed off-and-on for renovations; I guess it was a perfect storm that gave me the perfect excuse to skip a few weeks. It wouldn’t have been so bad if I hadn’t gorged myself on holiday fare and washed it down with massive amounts of alcohol.
The last few weeks of my exercise sabbatical my breathing became labored. It wasn’t to the extreme of an asthma attack but it was a little worrying. Riding my bike home from work, which even at a leisurely pace doesn’t take longer then 20 minutes, left me noticeably more winded than usual.
My heart also felt like it was beating too fast for what I was doing everyday. Walking up some stairs or taking a walk with my Mom left me feeling weird, like I was having a panic attack where my heart would begin to race for no reason. Playing soccer the day before I hit the gym again made me feel like my heart was going to explode.
My sleep patterns became irregular. For the last week or so of not working out I was waking-up around 2:30 A.M. I’d lie in bed feeling like my heart was beating too fast and my breath was short. Eventually, around two hours later I’d fall back asleep but this interruption left me crazy tired the next day.
All in all, it made me very uncomfortable and I didn’t like it one bit. I felt sick when I knew I wasn’t but I started questioning myself anyway. Would I have a heart attack? Did I have asthma?
So I ran and lifted weights the last three days and I feel amazingly better than I did. My heartbeat and my breathing feel much closer to normal and my sleep has been out of this world. As a matter of fact, the Monday night after I exercised for the first time in two months my sleep was freaking fantastic.
Note to self: DON’T STOP EXERCISING FOR SUCH A LONG PERIOD OF TIME.
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Thursday, January 7, 2010
Monday, September 15, 2008
The Breather
So a few posts ago I went off about everyone getting healthy by heading to the gym and eating less. Well, I take it back. Please eat as little as you want but I’ve realized that not everyone should be allowed in the gym. Actually some people should only be allowed to exercise in an open field several miles away from any civilization. Case in point, “The Breather” who works out at the same YMCA I do.
The Breather is a middle-aged white guy approximately 5’10” and weighing in between 210 to 230 lbs. He’s a hairy fellow (not Robin Williams hairy but hairy enough that it’s hard not to notice) whose choice of exercise attire consists of a tight black tank-top, a pair of old white trainers and black bicycle shorts.
Bicycle shorts…strike one.
No man should ever wear bicycle shorts, or really any other type of skintight outfit, out in public for any reason. What about professional bicyclists, swimmers, divers and weight lifters you’re asking. I repeat, no man should ever wear any type of skintight outfit out in public for any reason. Listen, I can swim, lift weights, sprint, dive and ride a bike in good old regular athletic shorts. When I wrestled in high school I wore a singlet but in practice I wore shorts and a shirt and I still wrestled as well…or as bad as I did in the singlet. It’s a scientific fact that Bicycle shorts and other skintight apparel are bad for men and they make those around you uncomfortable.
The Breather likes to run on the treadmill. Now, it seems to me that running on the treadmill should be the exercise that is least annoying to other gym patrons. You just turn on the machine and there you go. There should be no shouting, grunting, groaning or touching of another gym patron and the area where you might actually leave a few drops of sweat is pretty limited. Apparently, the Breather would disagree.
To be continued….
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How do I do that?
So a few posts ago I went off about everyone getting healthy by heading to the gym and eating less. Well, I take it back. Please eat as little as you want but I’ve realized that not everyone should be allowed in the gym. Actually some people should only be allowed to exercise in an open field several miles away from any civilization. Case in point, “The Breather” who works out at the same YMCA I do.
The Breather is a middle-aged white guy approximately 5’10” and weighing in between 210 to 230 lbs. He’s a hairy fellow (not Robin Williams hairy but hairy enough that it’s hard not to notice) whose choice of exercise attire consists of a tight black tank-top, a pair of old white trainers and black bicycle shorts.
Bicycle shorts…strike one.
No man should ever wear bicycle shorts, or really any other type of skintight outfit, out in public for any reason. What about professional bicyclists, swimmers, divers and weight lifters you’re asking. I repeat, no man should ever wear any type of skintight outfit out in public for any reason. Listen, I can swim, lift weights, sprint, dive and ride a bike in good old regular athletic shorts. When I wrestled in high school I wore a singlet but in practice I wore shorts and a shirt and I still wrestled as well…or as bad as I did in the singlet. It’s a scientific fact that Bicycle shorts and other skintight apparel are bad for men and they make those around you uncomfortable.
The Breather likes to run on the treadmill. Now, it seems to me that running on the treadmill should be the exercise that is least annoying to other gym patrons. You just turn on the machine and there you go. There should be no shouting, grunting, groaning or touching of another gym patron and the area where you might actually leave a few drops of sweat is pretty limited. Apparently, the Breather would disagree.
To be continued….
Click here: http://www.ehow.com/
How do I do that?
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