My Osteopath tells me walking is good for the arthritis in my back and legs. However, when the air is hot and muggy, and I walk around the block which is really two blocks, I am huffing, puffing, and wheezing. Yesterday, when I returned from walking my dog, I was sick with a sugar low, ate too many carbs and suffered with indigestion the rest of the day. Damn. Yes, I have heard the old joke, “If you don’t mind it doesn’t matter.” But this is different, I tell myself, just before I collapse into my easy chair to read.
In his book The Humans who went Extinct: Why the Neanderthals died out and We survived, Clive Finlayson describes how the early humans who took chances may have learned bipedalism by climbing out on tree limbs, holding the overhanging branches to get fruit and nuts.
I think kids discovered bipedalism. Being part tree dweller as a kid, I walked out on tree limbs holding the overhead branches. What fun. But no saber toothed tigers lived in my woods, so if the bough broke and I fell, I landed in pain, but not as dinner for some beastie.
I had a lot of fun as a kid, even though most nights I ached with pain from falls and scrapes. I don’t regret taking chances, even though I know it underlies much of my pain now.