My Exercise Regimen Just Paid Off

Those of you who know me know that I like to ride bicycles and love walking as well. If I could still run, I'd do that, too. But it's only over the past two years or so that I've begun to take strength training seriously. I've made lifting mistakes, which can sideline me for a time, but I enjoy it. I especially like the farmer's carry, which involves holding weights in each hand and walking a distance with them. I've noticed that I have more power when I cycle, but to be honest, I'm still fairly slow and wonder whether it's all worth it. The answer is Yes. I got my answer last night.

As I was spewing the usual venom from this blog, I could distinctly hear my neighbor in the hallway outside my apartment, grunting and groaning. I didn't know at first whether he was inside or out of his apartment and decided to check on him. He was writhing in stomach pain in the hallway. It was so intense that he was sitting on the floor. On top of that, I noticed both of his feet were swollen. He's also wearing a heart monitor. He asked me to call an ambulance, and I did. 

When the ambulance arrived from Klecknersville, the attendants asked him to hop on the stretcher, but he couldn't get up. The attendants were female and unable to lift him, so I volunteered. 

At first, I had him grab my hands and tried to get him up that way, but his hands slipped out and he went crashing down. So I got behind him, stuck my arms under his shoulders and was able to lift him from the floor to his feet. 

The attendants were pretty impressed. "Look at you!" said one of them. 

Then I dropped him again. 

So if he didn't need to go to the hospital before, he does now. 

That's what he gets for rudely interrupting me while I am trying to write. 

(Actually, I didn't drop him and hope he's ok).