Walking the amusing style

A striking transform in my life happened a week ago when my physician told me with grave expression that I must start walking. At your age , he announced
It is a issue of life or death ! I tried to clarify to him that I am healthy , well shaped , blonde with blue eyes , so he also recommended that I will see a psychologist . At my house my companion in place of comforting me , she remind me that I am 52 years old , and begun with additional figures I am trying to forget : you are 20 kilos overweight and all your sport activity is just walking from the TV in the living room to the kitchen or the toilet 20 times a day . In my desperation I tried to remind her that most pedestrians are killed by drunken drivers or bitten by snakes, but she gave me that cool smile and said: tomorrow at 8 am you are starting.
During the night I could not sleep. I woke up early , sat with the town map and a compass to decide on the road : 2 miles up hill and down hill .
At 8 am I started the torment. The truth is that downhill it was simple. I smiled to passing peoples, was helpful to a tourist, and whistled happy tunes.
I even managed to call my mother who was in the middle of a card game, woke up my daughter , and interfered my son who was in the middle of lesson. I was truly grateful to my doctor and wife who are concerned with my health .
But this was all downward . When the uphill started, I felt the global heating:
I begun sweating, felt dizzy , and I watched my whole my life passing rapidly in front of my eyes ... Three hours later I arrived at home. at once I understood that my life will be worthless if I will carry on this way, and so I had to compensate myself with chocolate and a cigarette, and went straight to bed.
The next day , I woke up and told my wife that the nightmare is over ,and I will not continue walking . She gave me that look up and down and said : what a shame to stop it now when it seems now that your pot belly is going down .... After a couple of days we made a compromise and as usual I gave in a lot....
From this time, each morning I am walking with our pedigree dog ( which her ancestors used to chase foxes ). We are walking in a speed of 200 feet per hour:
The dog is chasing foxes and I am thinking why I deserve all that punishment ....

The Author is retired From a communication company , and enjoyes writing articles.He is an ardent Walker and Nordic Walker . You can see a lot of information in his website www.walkingisraelis.com The Author is the owner of a Walking , and Nordic Walking Web Site .

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