Alastar, your question is not gender specific, so I feel like I can speak for women of a certain age. Please indulge me: Most women start their weight training at an early age by helping their mom’s carry heavy bags of groceries into the house. All this is in preparation for future groceries, maxing out at 20+ lbs/bag. Unfortunately, all are stuffed into paper bags meant to carry only bathroom tissue and Kleenex. The distance from cart to car is manageable. The challenge comes when unloading the car and getting all into the kitchen. The inevitable happens when both arms are wrapped tightly around our bounty…..the paper bag tears and several cans hit the concrete running to make their great get-a-way. Thus, begins the first level of cardio training. I prefer to call it the 20 yard dash. Can the cans be retrieved before rolling out into the street to meet a gruesome death? Ahh….The things we women will endure to save a 69 cent can of green beans is just short of miraculous.
Frisky husbands and time brings a little bundle of joy. God only knows how they gain weight because things are coming out of both ends faster than formula or food is being put in. Yes, it is considered to be an enigma that runs against all medical science. Suddenly, cute and cuddly is weighing in at a whopping 20 pounds that insists on riding mommy’s hip. Twenty pounds, 8 hours a day = 160 pounds. Yes, we do it all: squats, bench pressing, and dead lifts.
Then, cute and cuddly learns to walk and then run. This is where the cardio training takes up most of one's day. We learn to be fast as lightening while speaking in a non-threating way: “NO! Do Not flush the puppy down the toilet!”
But, you don’t hear us women calling our female friend at the end of the day; “Hey, Judy. What a day at the gym! I pressed 160 pounds, did 100 squats with a 20 pound belt! Yea, just now having a cool brewski and going to run a couple of miles after dinner.”
I am not one to brag. But, I am 85 years old and don’t look a day over 100. You want a REAL workout? Chase a four year old around for a day. You don’t need a membership to a gym. You need a membership to a child care center. :-)
Written for sh*ts and giggles,