When I saw the doc recently he told me I have to exercise; fair enough, I agree. One thing he said stuck in my head, “if you find a good hill, go up it twice.”
Living in The Worlds Flattest City that can be a tough ask and up until tonight I’ve been finding a good flat bit and doing it thrice. But no more. After realising there was a convenient back entrance to Newport Lakes not too far away I headed off, found a suitably steep grade and proceeded to march up, scurry back down and march up again. This I repeated until I couldn’t stand. I don’t know how good this will be for my heart but I can tell you my legs aren’t happy with me.
Tomorrows exercise will be tackling the jungle that should be our lawn.