Walking in Place

It was kind of a grey day today, after many, many sunny days in a row.
So I decided to try a different sort of exercise that I hadn’t done all summer – elliptical, or walking in place.
It had been long enough that I had forgotten most of my pre-workout ritual
Music or News, stretch a little by riding the bike first, maybe a book.
So I just start “walking”.

Since I don’t have my usual diversions from the sweat machine I started staring at the little readouts that cover the front.
I was focused on trying to see if there was a pattern in the last digit of the “calorie counter”. Even, even, odd, odd, odd, even, even, even, even, odd, odd, odd, etc, etc, etc
That was good until it hit 100. Then no more decimals to follow.
So on to the next thing – comparing the last digit of the calories with the last digit of the distance. Try to guess when they will match and if they will change to the next number together.

Hey – it beats prime numbers in my numb brain.

I can walk all day and just glow, but 20 minutes of “aerobic #2” and I am sweating. But it was good to use some slightly different muscles. Hopefully it will help me be ready for soccer season, since I haven’t played all summer. Well there was one game with Ashlan’s team in my walking shoes after a five mile training walk.

I know machines are not for all, but it does provide a quick, aerobic workout that feels good after work.

One Response to “Walking in Place”

  1. regenaxe Says:

    Prime numbers, why didn’t I think of that? How many prime numbers did I pass in the 77 miles/120+ km of each day’s ride?

    I have kept my new bike computer in kilometers, since Mark put it on the bike in July. It gives my brain something to think about on long rides. Of course the first time I noticed it was when I was riding UP the green tunnel road. Wow, 9.8 mph uphill on a dirt road after two weeks rest! Not bad! Of course, it didn’t quite click in then, only when I noticed that I was going 24 mph on the flats, w/o a tailwind or a bunch of other riders to pull me along. Hmm, well, 6 mph uphill and 15 mph on the flats seem more like Pooh’s pace. (and 15 mph may have meant a tailwind after all.)

    your math-obsessed sis

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