Not too bad for 43 I guess...and only willing to let dear friend Heather snap the shot a few weeks back while we were sunning, funning, wine-ing and dining in the garden because of, well, the wine-ing part of the afternoon.
How many women (and men) around the world spend endless and unsatisfying hours at the gym or on the track or in front of a fitness video? I used to be one of them; logging mile after mile with a head full of self judgement. This is my topic for a guest blog on Elizathon.com, a blog for "real-world" runners who are out there for the RIGHT reasons: a joy for self expression through physical activity. I love Elizathon for its approach to running, Elizabeth sees running the way I see gardening: as something 'real people' can achieve!
It wasn't until I found gardening that 'exercise' became tolerable for me. I can spend hours sweating, lifting, moving, digging, bending and stretching without a second thought or moment of self-consciousness: the way it was meant to be!
Which leads to a new topic: just how much exercise IS gardening? I bet there is a website out there with a calorie counter to log various garden chores... But I gave up counting calories about the same time I gave up the gym membership and started gardening... :)
