Saturday, December 30, 2006

Not Really a Plan

For someone who has always taken their body for granted I find my current state very frustrating. The only thing I know is that my heart still beats faster when I exercise, my blood pressure is high and I feel low. I have now been on blood pressure tablets for four weeks and I think I have got used to them - not too many symptoms apart from a dry throat - and the pressure is coming down but nothing very dramatic.

I tried another run, the first for a month. This time a circuit of 0.3 of a mile. In 15 laps my average heart rate rose from 146 to 167 for the same easy pace!

After I finished I felt better and more relaxed. I did more stretching than normal and thought that the way ahead was a small amount of easy running combined with a better regime of stretching. Later in the day I read the data from my Polar and immediately felt depressed again. At the moment I think that being low could be part of the problem. I am drawing a black cloak around myself and hibernating.

It will be better when I know something more definite - but that will be some time. The echo cardiogram is not until February and I have just had a letter from the hospital saying that they are a bit busy at the moment and the cardiologist will get round to me some time or other. Ah well

In the meantime I need to re-establish an exercise routine. I think I will start with cycling. It has always been my default activity and it is that it is very easy to vary the intensity level. You can pootle along, admiring the scenery, or you can wind it up a bit. Mostly I will be pootling. Running will be governed by my hrm as I do not want my heart rate to go too high. This means it will probably be a mixture of the slow and the walk.

Usually at this time I would be setting some goals for the upcoming year. In 2006 there was a modest plan of two marathons - I failed completely. In April I had a chest infection and did not start and in October I abandoned. This year there will be no running targets, just the aim of keeping going, of getting out into the countryside, without any care for pace.

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

On Driving a Car on Christmas Day

On Christmas day the world slows just a little. You can walk down the street and notice that the few people about are walking at a slower place, more relaxed. They are more likely to look up and acknowledge others. It is just a bit easier. Early morning there is also a stillness as people are indoors with their families and gifts.

But it no longer lasts all day. The traffic soon picks up and people are on the move, visiting and fulfilling family obligations. I noticed this particularly this year because I was one of those people. Between 9 and 11.30 I was out collecting my son from Cambridge (as he doesn't drive it is the only way to get him home for the Christmas meal. I have done this for a number of years and it is almost like a little ritual, going up with my younger daughter. We usually leave earlier and play stupid games like guessing the number of cars we will see before the motorway, in a strange way we can enjoying being amongst the few out and about. But the extra hour or so this year made a big difference. Families were on the move and the driving was almost as fraught as normal. The number of cars on the road was not enough to cause any delays but the speed and aggression of the driving was just the same, as if it is impossible to relax behind the wheel. There should at least be one day when things are easier.

There is only one answer - do less driving. So I am in my car, with a round trip of about 115 miles wondering what everyone else is doing on the road and how I can cut down. How do you unpick routines, and arrangements built round the car? It is not easy and there is no way that I want to go cold turkey and give up having a vehicle - it is too useful. However I have to work on ways of reducing its use and changing habits.

It is a bit like running - habit is everything. Going for an occasional run is no problem, the key is in having a regular pattern. In fact one of the lessons running has taught me is that progress is built on consistency. The only problem is I am just not very good at applying it!

In fact I think my major project for next year is to look at my patterns of living to see if they contribute to or detract from well-being. Then make changes that can be applied consistently. They may be small things like doing a little stretching every day or bigger things like work, but the project is to try to find more balance.

So my Christmas wish to everyone who reads this is that their daily patterns are in balance and they find fulfilment in the New Year.