How Many Steps Per Day?

Alvin discovered a pedometer feature on his iPod and has been excitedly counting his steps.



Excuse my baby's face-He fell off his scooter a few days ago.    :-(

His finding got me thinking about how many steps doctors recommend for optimum health. I did a little searching and saw that Dr. Oz (my imaginary doctor LOL) recommends 10,000 steps per day.  It sounds like a whole lot but I'm not surprised about the recommendation because he is also one of the few (public figure doctors) that advises exercise every day.

I think about my own kids when I read/hear about exercising every day.  My boys probably very easily hit the 10,000 per day; especially in the summer.  They eat breakfast, play outside (basketball, ride bikes, walking around the block) for about an hour, come back inside for a bit and they head back out for pretty much the rest of the day.

I know we all have busy lives, but it's important to curve out some time daily to achieve our 10,000 steps.  The key is getting childlike with an activity that you don't mind doing.  I never hear my kids say, "I'm not going back out because I've had enough exercise today." No! They find activities they like and continue to do them daily.



After a long walk on 7/1

I challenge you to seek out an activity that will make a difference in your life today.

Hello, Good Morning

"They sleep, we grind" -Erykah Badu

5:30 AM-Mile 1 of 10

Random Thoughts:

*The Hubs said he's going to get me a can of mace for these early morning walk/jogs.  I was thinking more like a hand gun but whatever you want, hun. lol

*Mosquitos are extremely aggressive when you're drenched in sweat

*My neighbors do an awesome job of maintaining their lawns-We need to join them

*I have learned to appreciate our neighborhood.  When we moved here 6 years ago, I wasn't too thrilled because I wanted to be closer to DC and I thought the area was too rural.  It's still too rural (we have one grocery store on this side of the county) but it's absolutely beautiful and peaceful.









*I can't wait until my Camelbak arrives on Thursday.  It's such a hassle carrying my sports bottle because it interferes with my jogging; with the Camelbak I will be able to "wear" my water.

*I do my best thinking/note taking (Thanks Blackberry MemoPad) early in the morning.

*I need to add new music to my iPod-I'm thinking some Prince, MJ, a little Beyonce

First Day Back

I didn't set my alarm the night before.  Even though I understood how important it is to get back into routines after vacation, I didn't want to force myself to wake up.  I had just spent several hours purging my closet and wanted nothing more than continuing my 8 AM wake time from vacation.

Once again, my mental clock had other plans.  At exactly 6:02, it woke me right up.  I slowly climbed out of bed, threw some water on my face, grabbed my camera and headed out.  My iPod blasted a Black Eyed Peas song but the uptempo did nothing for me.  I was tired and wanted nothing more than to get back in my bed.  The bed I so missed for the last eight days.



I headed out the driveway and made a right to maintain my usual routine.  I started out a lot slower than normal and decided to maintain that pace for the rest of the walk. I started snapping pictures of my first exercise to make me feel better.  To help me appreciate the chance of getting back into my routine.



After continuing the same pace for several minutes (deliberate brisk walking form), I reached to skip to the next song on my Ipod.  Instead, inadvertently, I paused my Ipod. I took a moment and listened to my surrounding without stopping my pace.  I heard bird chirping, squirrels jumping from branch to branch, a few cars out in the distance, and noises that resembled the serenade of crickets.  I decided to leave my headphones off for the remainder of my walk.  I felt my shoulders loosen and my form was nonexistent.  I slowed my pace even more and took in everything around me.



At the end of my walk I felt so empowered.  Sure I didn't do any "true" exercise, but the determination of getting up when I didn't want to and having that moment in nature was priceless to me at that moment.

Workout Withdrawals

I never thought in a million years I would be typing this, but I MISS my daily workout. I miss interacting with nature, getting my blood pumped and listening to high pace tunes as I conquer the asphalt.

There's a "exercise center" here in the complex but the 1980s fitness equipment leaves a lot to be desired. Also, there's the issue of the neighborhood Creeper.

The other day I asked my sister, Toni and Simon to accompany me to the clubhouse where the "fitness center" is located. When we entered the clubhouse there was a guy already occupying the arcade room within the dwelling. We preceded past him and entered the "fitness center" to see what equipment they had to offer.

We chuckled at the dated exercise bike and the ripped and dusty yoga mats. The Creeper was peeking at us from around the corner. I ignored him (even though my sister seemed a bit nervous by his presence) until he closed the door after entering the room. The layout of the area DOES NOT require the need to close the door. Another factor that put my instinct into overload was that he was dressed in jeans and a tank top.  His attire didn't give me the indication that he was was after the same fitness goal as me.

We quickly vacated the premises and haven't been back since.

I was sooo disappointed that the neighborhood Creeper made me uncomfortable.  Even though the facility was subpar, I was looking forward to getting my heart racing and blood pumping.  I just preferred not be have my heart racing from the terror of the neighbor Creeper.