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April 13, 2005

On being breathless

There is a lady that takes the commuter train with me every morning. She's middle aged, of West Indian decent, and is usually chatting away with her daughter who is around my age.

She parks in the same parking lot I leave my car. We both walk the same path to the train platform: across the lot, down the stairs, beneath the bridge, back up the stairs, across the bridge and onto the platform. Sometimes we even wait in the same shelter as well.

After that quick walk I sit down and listen. The lady is now short of breath and *gasp* is panting *gasp* between *gasp* syla *gasp* bles *gasp* when she *gasp* talks. She is not physically bent over in exhaustion, but it is clear that a swift walk and a set of stairs have clearly taken a toll on her.

I don't want to be like her.

The good news is that I haven't put on any weight since the beginning of the year. The bad news would be that I haven't lost any weight as well. I'm still hovering around 240 pounds on changes to my diet alone. Excercise has barely found it's way into my daily routine, but that is what I sorely need. Not just to shed some pounds but to get myself in shape so I don't end up like that lady from the train station.

The short walk doesn't leave me short of breath and I swear it never will.

Posted by jeremiahnewbie at April 13, 2005 12:11 PM

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Would you like an exercise/diet buddy? I volunteer.

Posted by: Marmy at April 13, 2005 01:33 PM

I'd take you up on that offer if we didn't live so far apart Marmy.

Yet another reason for me to move downtown.

Posted by: jeremiah at April 13, 2005 10:13 PM

They don't live downtown either!

Posted by: wN at April 13, 2005 11:47 PM

Relative to my house they might as well live downtown. :P

Posted by: jeremiah at April 14, 2005 08:14 AM

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