Many people in the U.S. do not walk, bike or engage in other forms of active transportation, missing an important opportunity to improve their cardiovascular health, concludes a new study.
made the rounds on twitter today and I have to say, christ alive
somewhere in my early 40s I decided I would work to develop all the positive habits a very healthy elderly person would have.
early morning stretching for hips, back, posture and flexibility maintenance.
stay hydrated, plenty of water
plenty of rest (early to bed, early to rise), small cat nap at lunch
~2+ mile walk a day
always take the stairs, nice and easy
no booze, no tobacco
I try to never rush, and instead be methodical. no high impact shit that is tough on joints. no more knock around b.s. or high intensity stuff. wear the kneepads, the gloves, the helmet, etc. squat to work low. take breaks, don’t cut corners.
I am saving up to get myself into a situation where I can have a little sauna or steam shower for a daily sweat too. it’s probably a few years away still, but I’m looking forward to it most of all.
anyway, I figured if I laid the foundation for this sort of lifestyle and general approach to maintenance now, the psychological transition to being legit old as fuck would be gentle, assuming I manage to show up. I came up with this olan watching a lot of older boomers trying to fight old age and, inevitably, lose more than they wagered; fast and hard with a lot of ego-driven grief. I see myself as a realist: I can picture how I end up, best case, so I figure I might as well start puttering on over there while I can make choices about the pace. Valhalla ain’t real.
the irony is, my colleagues think I am like 10 years younger than I really am because all these mostly easy little moves accumulate and seem to slow what we think of as aging.
this is a great plan. I’m younger than you but trying to reach the same place w.r.t my habits (I’m at ~50% compliance with your list and increasing). how do you set aside time for the 2 mile walk? that seems tough for me.
when I used to have to drive to work, it was a situation where they wanted us employees to pay to use the lot (get fucked!). so I parked about a mile away in a quiet neighborhood. boom 2 miles a day (added a casual 15-20 minutes each way to my commute, but was a chill time I looked forward to and savored far more than the 20 minutes in bed that vanishes in the blink of an eye.
now I work remote, but live in a place where a solid, affordable takeout lunch place is walkable, as is a grocery store. so if I grab lunch or pick something up from the store, I’m there. that was considerably more difficult to arrange, but the remote work let me get real wild in my searches for smaller communities. pre WW2 “downtown” in a small rural community tends to still be walkable. not always, but a lot follow that 1st floor retail, second floor residential/professional. the trick is really finding a small town that isn’t totally fucked, which is a needle in a haystack situation, imo.
this country has been hollowed the fuck out, like “empty Spain”, but on a continental level and still unfolding.
somewhere in my early 40s I decided I would work to develop all the positive habits a very healthy elderly person would have.
I try to never rush, and instead be methodical. no high impact shit that is tough on joints. no more knock around b.s. or high intensity stuff. wear the kneepads, the gloves, the helmet, etc. squat to work low. take breaks, don’t cut corners.
I am saving up to get myself into a situation where I can have a little sauna or steam shower for a daily sweat too. it’s probably a few years away still, but I’m looking forward to it most of all.
anyway, I figured if I laid the foundation for this sort of lifestyle and general approach to maintenance now, the psychological transition to being legit old as fuck would be gentle, assuming I manage to show up. I came up with this olan watching a lot of older boomers trying to fight old age and, inevitably, lose more than they wagered; fast and hard with a lot of ego-driven grief. I see myself as a realist: I can picture how I end up, best case, so I figure I might as well start puttering on over there while I can make choices about the pace. Valhalla ain’t real.
the irony is, my colleagues think I am like 10 years younger than I really am because all these mostly easy little moves accumulate and seem to slow what we think of as aging.
this is a great plan. I’m younger than you but trying to reach the same place w.r.t my habits (I’m at ~50% compliance with your list and increasing). how do you set aside time for the 2 mile walk? that seems tough for me.
when I used to have to drive to work, it was a situation where they wanted us employees to pay to use the lot (get fucked!). so I parked about a mile away in a quiet neighborhood. boom 2 miles a day (added a casual 15-20 minutes each way to my commute, but was a chill time I looked forward to and savored far more than the 20 minutes in bed that vanishes in the blink of an eye.
now I work remote, but live in a place where a solid, affordable takeout lunch place is walkable, as is a grocery store. so if I grab lunch or pick something up from the store, I’m there. that was considerably more difficult to arrange, but the remote work let me get real wild in my searches for smaller communities. pre WW2 “downtown” in a small rural community tends to still be walkable. not always, but a lot follow that 1st floor retail, second floor residential/professional. the trick is really finding a small town that isn’t totally fucked, which is a needle in a haystack situation, imo.
this country has been hollowed the fuck out, like “empty Spain”, but on a continental level and still unfolding.