So here I was having a perfectly nice weekend enjoying seeing several old familiar friends and hanging out in old familiar places, when I my old familiar doctor has to go and tell me......
that I need to run twice as much.
Twice as much!
What, are you kidding? I hate running! So the blood pressure's up a LITTLE bit, along with cholesterol, triglycerides, weight, blah, blah, blah. What's that got to do with running?
A lot, she says. Do you want to go back on all the meds we just took you off of a year ago?
No, I says. No, I don't.
Run, then, she says.
Okay, I says.
You have 6 months, she says.
Okay, I says.
I'm serious, she says. Or it's back on the meds you go.
OKAY, ALREADY! I says.
(actually it was much more civil than that, but I felt like yelling on the inside. Easy for you to recommend, Doc, you who avow that you love running and are also built like a pencil. I am not built like a pencil (more like a fridge) and I hate running. But I suppose I do hate taking all that medication more. Grrr...)
Doctors. Why do they have to be right about stuff like exercise?
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Consider this motivation to aim for that elusive "runner's high" ;-)
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