Posts Tagged ‘exercise’

**Disclaimer** This post deals with revelations and discoveries I had while pooping, so feel free to add “while pooping” to the end of sentences you see fit to modify.

I subscribe to Scientific American, a popular science magazine that’s been published for over 160 years  – some months I read the whole magazine and some months it doesn’t get cracked it until months or even a year later. In reality what happens is that there is a rotating collection of these magazines next to the toilet. So yes…I am distracted by science while seated on the porcelain throne.

A few days ago, I was skimming the October 2012 issue of Scientific American and found this gem on the page 80:

Great news, America! It’s a simple graphic depicting the US in pretty colors, showing the decline of the well-being of most of America. At first glance you’re like, “Ok! America is getting fatter and drunker.” Then, WHAT??!!! The article says, “And yet Americans are smoking less and exercising more”! Amazing…my poo that is.

What I didn’t see immediately is that what “they” (Scientific American or the source listed on the side of the page: Behavioral Risk Factor Surveillance System, Centers for Disease Control and Prevention) consider “exercise“.

Look at it again a bit closer:

Did you see it? Did you see how they define exercise? “Participated in a physical activity during the past month.” How does a single physical activity equal exercise? And what is “physical activity”? Does walking from your living room to your car to take a trip to the Starbucks drive-thru count? Can taking the stairs down to the basement to put the laundry in the washer count? Going to dinner with friends? Does pooing count as “physical activity”? It should. Think about the last time you were enjoying a BM, your whole core was engaged.

Don’t get me wrong, the statistics for smoking, obesity and drinking all make sense and are clearly defined, but this “exercise” category is weak sauce.

Seriously Scientific American…


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I run. It started innocently enough this summer with the goal of getting fit for another go at the GR 10 in the Pyrenees. Sadly, a bad case of shingles and a few other setbacks forced me to set that plan aside for another time. But the running continued. It felt good. It feels good. As a flatlander, I’d never really thought much about the purpose of a hill. Here in the city there may not be a single hill more than 10m high. Before my introduction to the world of trail running this would never have posed a problem…now it does. I want to fight gravity to get to higher ground with my heart pounding and gallons of sweat pouring down my back. With each breath I want to smell the seasons changing instead of car exhaust. I want the ground below me to change with each step.

A wise person once said, “Hills are made for running up.” And that same wise person then made me watch this video.

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Afternoon activity: jog-walking (but mostly walking…really hard and fast). Blue skies and warm-in-the-sunshine-cool-in-the-shade weather made my first official cardiovascular outing of 2013 much more bearable. My favorite Macklemore song was playing on repeat while I worked up a bodacious sweat – I was totally lost in a hipster house party fantasy. Here’s to many more…fantasies and jogs!



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