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Keeping Fit

I go to the gym three days a week at the moment - needs must! Aerobics on a Monday, weights on a Wednesday and Boxercise on a Friday. This is the plan anyway and I will try and fit in a bike ride and maybe tennis too. Its sounds remarkably noble but I put on weight so easily despite eating healthily and during the summer months I don't muck out the horses so there is less energy expounded there. Hate having to do it but I do feel a lot better as a result.
 
I look out of my dining room window towards a steep hill which I walk up every day, it's this tight Yorkshireman's gym (the dog likes to run :( up there too).
 
I did my back in at the gym just before the pandemic. I haven't been back since.

Then just immediately before we went into lockdown I had a retinal tear which caused me a lot of problems. Since then I'm under orders not to do anything strenuous so I kind of limit myself to walking although I do like to take on steep slopes for aerobic purposes.

I'd love to get back into cycling but I'd be my own worst enemy. I tend to get right into top gear and not come out of it regardless of the difficulty of the route so I'd almost certainly overdo it and risk tearing my retina again, something I hope never to have to go through again.

I've been invited to a walking football club and quite fancy that but I'm not sure I could ever play football without running so I'd probably keep getting sent off.
 
To maintain my exemplary levels of fitness I periodically go Walsworth and Purwell hunting in the Hertfordshire area on sunny summer days with an exceedingly-big net.

I've yet to catch one, but I'm determined to rectify this in the forthcoming decade.

I habitually console myself with a surfeit of mint chocolate chip ice cream after each failed attempt.
 
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As my old Dad used to say, “You won’t catch old birds with chaff, got to use a bit of corn”.

Failing that a couple of pints of Colly’s Dog from The Tring Brewery might suffice.
 


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