Psh, a fit 20-year-old is commonplace. Sexy, maybe, but they've got a hell of a wind on their backs. A fit 30-year-old is on a good track. A fit 40-year-old is impressive in my book. I fell out of running after 3 ankle injuries in a year (2/3 from walking down steps while spaced out), but I miss the days of setting myself in a random direction and passing through cities and towns without a care in the world.
I change it up. I run, but I also bike (the two hours it takes me to Torrance Beach and back, all within a stone's throw of the ocean, is one of the few things I will miss about SoCal). I also longboard, although I haven't in too long. I used to do a lot of rowing on an Ergometer but I sold it because we had one at the health club here, but I don't go to the health club all that often. Shit, I even did spinning for a while. Only thing I really hate is weight machines and free weights, which is a damn shame because I could sure stand to use 'm.
With you on the former, against you on the latter. Picking up free weights after putting down running did wonders for my posture in a way a hundred of miles of road never could.Only thing I really hate is weight machines and free weights, which is a damn shame because I could sure stand to use 'm.