It's 9.55 and according to a programme I saw the other day about the body clock, I have about 2 more hours to go before I am out of the heart attack danger zone.
It seems that in the morning hours from waking till midday, first of all your blood vessels are less flexible than at other times, secondly you have more likelihood of fatty deposits building up inside them and, thirdly, as if that were not enough, your blood is actually thicker than later on in the day...presumably after it has been watered down by intakes of alcohol following a lunchtime pint...
As if waking up isn't bad enough!
On the tele they underlined my newly postulated vulnerability by showing endoscopic views of blood vessels sort of contracting and heart valve-looking things sort of labouring away at pumping thick viscous blood on its ponderous journey.
I HATE those kind of pictures! Just looking at them makes my heart start straining and complaining as if it's suddenly realised what a hard job it has to do and I get into that mentality of "listening" to it, listening to it beating away...almost taking conscious control of it - like I used to with my breathing as a kid...an awful situation where you end up desperately trying to stop thinking about doing it ...breathe in, now breathe out, in again....out - hey, heart! ...keep beating! Breathe...in er.. out ...BEAT!!
90 more minutes ...
6 comments:
Perhaps you should just stay in bed.
This sort of thing is most alarming, isn't it? When I first heard that the worst time of all to exercise was first thing in the morning, I actually stopped exercising for days because I couldn't work out how I could fit the 'safe zone' into my schedule! Then I thought 'Oh, **** it' and carried on as usual.
And I ain't dead yet. Personally, I think it's to do with drinking enough. People get dehydrated over night and many don't drink enough anyway.
That's my theory and I'm sticking with it.
Anji...very good point!
As for exercise in the morning...erm . . . yeah...I, erm, stopped t o o ...
I notice that my resting heart rate recently has been about 52. According to the table I am therefore a great athlete.
Oh well - I think I will believe that for the time being. Seeing the doctor next wednesday when no doubt a more plausible explanation will emerge.
(Curiously enough the word verification required of me is curred.)
And here I thought this morning sucked because it's Monday and I am sick; but truely, I DID feel better by noon! Must be something to it!
Interesting theory Jay...not drinking enough huh?? Ok...I think I can remedy that.
Hi Maureen...it's defo true...I have another 12 minutes to survive
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