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I am not ashamed to admit that I have "exercise-phobia"...always did...always will, and not just because of my scoliosis and subsequent Flatback syndrome. I just hate to exercise...it's as simple as that. Exercise bores me and unlike folks who do like to exercise, I get no rush of endorphins, no satisfaction, no sense of accomplishment. If I'm going to sit on a bike seat that buries itself in my V-J-J and peddle for hours on end, I'd better get 1 of 2 things out of it...either a fabulous sexual experience or find that I've peddled myself to am outdoor bistro in the Caribbean!! I've experienced tortuous physical therapy on several occasions, perhaps the most difficult being after my very first scoliosis surgery in 1970 after I'd laid in bed for 6 mos. in a Riser body cast from my neck

to my knees with a bar between my knees to hold my pelvis in place until I had a solid fusion. When they cut me out of that nightmare-of-a-cast, my thighs were about the circumference of a grade school pencil. And weak doesn't even begin to describe the lack of strength in them. Yet, down they wheeled me to P.T., strapped me to a tilt table and told me it was now time to start walking again! Yes...those physical therapists sure do have a wry sense of humor! That P.T. was not my only experience; it's been prescribed for me on quite a few occasions since then and no, I've never had a change of opinion nor have I ever liked it!While exercising may get some folks' engines revved up, it's just not for me. I get all the exercise I need/want from walking my pup, strolling with my hubby and sons, chasing after my Grandson and being primary caregiver to my husband's 95 y/o Grandmother. What little bit of energy I might have at day's end I hold in reserve

for the next day when my feet hit the floor and my merry-go-round-of-a-life begins yet again.All the best,Beth

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Beth,

It sounds to me like you get plenty of exercise with all of your activities :)

>

> I am not ashamed to admit that I have " exercise-phobia " ...always did...always

will, and not just because of my scoliosis and subsequent Flatback syndrome. I

just hate to exercise...it's as simple as that. Exercise bores me and unlike

folks who do like to exercise, I get no rush of endorphins, no satisfaction, no

sense of accomplishment. If I'm going to sit on a bike seat that buries itself

in my V-J-J and peddle for hours on end, I'd better get 1 of 2 things out of

it...either a fabulous sexual experience or find that I've peddled myself to am

outdoor bistro in the Caribbean!!

>

> I've experienced tortuous physical therapy on several occasions, perhaps the

most difficult being after my very first scoliosis surgery in 1970 after I'd

laid in bed for 6 mos. in a Riser body cast from my neck to my knees with a bar

between my knees to hold my pelvis in place until I had a solid fusion. When

they cut me out of that nightmare-of-a-cast, my thighs were about the

circumference of a grade school pencil. And weak doesn't even begin to describe

the lack of strength in them. Yet, down they wheeled me to P.T., strapped me to

a tilt table and told me it was now time to start walking again! Yes...those

physical therapists sure do have a wry sense of humor! That P.T. was not my only

experience; it's been prescribed for me on quite a few occasions since then and

no, I've never had a change of opinion nor have I ever liked it!

>

> While exercising may get some folks' engines revved up, it's just not for me.

I get all the exercise I need/want from walking my pup, strolling with my hubby

and sons, chasing after my Grandson and being primary caregiver to my husband's

95 y/o Grandmother. What little bit of energy I might have at day's end I hold

in reserve for the next day when my feet hit the floor and my

merry-go-round-of-a-life begins yet again.

>

> All the best,

> Beth

>

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I am not a fan of exercising per se but I try to walk, ride my bike, and move

around as much as possible. Since my revision surgery many more options have

been available to me. I might try Tai Chi soon or even " Pilaties " for Fragile

backs " : ) Recently I got a pair of " Easy Toner " walking sneakers (by

Reebok) that are supposed to add a little extra resistance to help get your legs

in shape and your derrier too. lol I'll let you all know if they work. Ha Ha

<Carol> N.Y.

>

> I am not ashamed to admit that I have " exercise-phobia " ...always did...always

will, and not just because of my scoliosis and subsequent Flatback syndrome. I

just hate to exercise...it's as simple as that. Exercise bores me and unlike

folks who do like to exercise, I get no rush of endorphins, no satisfaction, no

sense of accomplishment. If I'm going to sit on a bike seat that buries itself

in my V-J-J and peddle for hours on end, I'd better get 1 of 2 things out of

it...either a fabulous sexual experience or find that I've peddled myself to am

outdoor bistro in the Caribbean!!

>

> I've experienced tortuous physical therapy on several occasions, perhaps the

most difficult being after my very first scoliosis surgery in 1970 after I'd

laid in bed for 6 mos. in a Riser body cast from my neck to my knees with a bar

between my knees to hold my pelvis in place until I had a solid fusion. When

they cut me out of that nightmare-of-a-cast, my thighs were about the

circumference of a grade school pencil. And weak doesn't even begin to describe

the lack of strength in them. Yet, down they wheeled me to P.T., strapped me to

a tilt table and told me it was now time to start walking again! Yes...those

physical therapists sure do have a wry sense of humor! That P.T. was not my only

experience; it's been prescribed for me on quite a few occasions since then and

no, I've never had a change of opinion nor have I ever liked it!

>

> While exercising may get some folks' engines revved up, it's just not for me.

I get all the exercise I need/want from walking my pup, strolling with my hubby

and sons, chasing after my Grandson and being primary caregiver to my husband's

95 y/o Grandmother. What little bit of energy I might have at day's end I hold

in reserve for the next day when my feet hit the floor and my

merry-go-round-of-a-life begins yet again.

>

> All the best,

> Beth

>

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Carol-- Glad to hear that you can ride a bike post-revision. I'm hoping in two

years that I'll be back on my bike too!

> >

> > I am not ashamed to admit that I have " exercise-phobia " ...always

did...always will, and not just because of my scoliosis and subsequent Flatback

syndrome. I just hate to exercise...it's as simple as that. Exercise bores me

and unlike folks who do like to exercise, I get no rush of endorphins, no

satisfaction, no sense of accomplishment. If I'm going to sit on a bike seat

that buries itself in my V-J-J and peddle for hours on end, I'd better get 1 of

2 things out of it...either a fabulous sexual experience or find that I've

peddled myself to am outdoor bistro in the Caribbean!!

> >

> > I've experienced tortuous physical therapy on several occasions, perhaps the

most difficult being after my very first scoliosis surgery in 1970 after I'd

laid in bed for 6 mos. in a Riser body cast from my neck to my knees with a bar

between my knees to hold my pelvis in place until I had a solid fusion. When

they cut me out of that nightmare-of-a-cast, my thighs were about the

circumference of a grade school pencil. And weak doesn't even begin to describe

the lack of strength in them. Yet, down they wheeled me to P.T., strapped me to

a tilt table and told me it was now time to start walking again! Yes...those

physical therapists sure do have a wry sense of humor! That P.T. was not my only

experience; it's been prescribed for me on quite a few occasions since then and

no, I've never had a change of opinion nor have I ever liked it!

> >

> > While exercising may get some folks' engines revved up, it's just not for

me. I get all the exercise I need/want from walking my pup, strolling with my

hubby and sons, chasing after my Grandson and being primary caregiver to my

husband's 95 y/o Grandmother. What little bit of energy I might have at day's

end I hold in reserve for the next day when my feet hit the floor and my

merry-go-round-of-a-life begins yet again.

> >

> > All the best,

> > Beth

> >

>

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