HuntersEmma57
Ski Diva Extraordinaire
We moved to Utah several years ago after finding (at the time) a shockingly affordable valley with 3 ski resorts and an exquisite Nordic area that also has fabulous hiking and biking trails. Add in the lovely reservoir for paddling. We're also adjacent to the golf course, a great gym with yoga classes, and on the main bike trail around the valley where putting together a 35 - 50 mile ride is easy.
I felt morally obligated to make use of it all. I was a very active where we'd been living, but this place is next level. It's easy to find like-minded folks to recreate with. So for the first several years ago, I was doing some kind of exercise nearly every days even while I was still working. I was probably in the best shape of my life while I was still working.
When I retired, I kinda doubled-down of year 'round activity. I have a hiking buddy here (70 yrs) who hikes and walks or snowshoes at least 7 miles a day with 1500 ft of elevation gain, every day. Every. Day. I go out with her 3-4 times a week, but also bike, paddle, and work out with weights on my home gym and do balance and stretching exercises.
When spouse and I travel, we camp in order to hike, bike, and paddle MORE. It's a lot, but we live in a beautiful place and love to explore. It's not just a lifestyle, it's our lives. Period.
But I started getting sick a lot after we moved here. Catching colds, COVID, and flus every ski season even tho I do get vaccinated. I don't get as sick, but sick enough that I won't ski or expose others. I have lost 3-4 weeks each ski season for the past 5 years. I used to commute by commuter bus, train, and subway back East, so I had been exposed to plenty of sick people and have multiple grandchildren (disease carriers all) before moving here and rarely got sick.
It was like my immune system got weaker while I got stronger.
My diet is sound, well-balanced and healthy. I don't drink or smoke, I have no chronic illnesses. No surgeries and major injuries or repairs ever. But yet I was feeling less motivation, less pleasure. And I slipped into depression in part because I was no longer reveling in my active lifestyle. I started to actually resent it a bit.
I had an extensive medical work up and sought professional advice and the advice was shocking. I am in excellent health, my heart is very strong, but that I need to dial back on exercise. That for a 69 yr old, I was likely not giving my body enough time to recover from the exertion -- and exert, I do. They told me to take rest days - sometimes 2 in a row. And to take breaks while I was being active. I
I prided myself on backcountry skiing for hours and never sitting down. The only breaks while hiking were to pee or dig out some trail food and keep on going. Rest stops? Are you kidding me?
Nope. Not kidding. I have become a huge fan of them. Honestly, at first, depression made that pretty easy, but that has lifted. At first, I felt a bit lost not having my hours filled with walks, rides, and scenery. And I was concerned about losing strength and stamina.
Now several months into this less rigorous lifestyle, I haven't noticeably lost much at all. I now hike a few times a week, haven't hardly biked, and do my home workouts 2-3 times a week.
When we went on 2 trips early this summer, I was able to put in 10-12 milers on pretty steep terrain multiple days in a row and still have gas in my tank when I was done. I've paddled 15 mile stretches on the Colorado River in the heat. I have gained 2 pounds, but still wearing the same clothes. I'm sleeping well. And I'm loving my life again.i
Meanwhile, my 70 yr old superifit hiking pal has had another significant foot problem, refused to rest it, and is now in a world of hurt. She's missed most of the last 3 ski seasons due to nagging injuries (neck, knee, knee, foot).
So, maybe there is something to this giving our bodies recovery time. And being less outdoor active in smokey air, in the high temps and searing sun turns out to be a good idea.
I felt morally obligated to make use of it all. I was a very active where we'd been living, but this place is next level. It's easy to find like-minded folks to recreate with. So for the first several years ago, I was doing some kind of exercise nearly every days even while I was still working. I was probably in the best shape of my life while I was still working.
When I retired, I kinda doubled-down of year 'round activity. I have a hiking buddy here (70 yrs) who hikes and walks or snowshoes at least 7 miles a day with 1500 ft of elevation gain, every day. Every. Day. I go out with her 3-4 times a week, but also bike, paddle, and work out with weights on my home gym and do balance and stretching exercises.
When spouse and I travel, we camp in order to hike, bike, and paddle MORE. It's a lot, but we live in a beautiful place and love to explore. It's not just a lifestyle, it's our lives. Period.
But I started getting sick a lot after we moved here. Catching colds, COVID, and flus every ski season even tho I do get vaccinated. I don't get as sick, but sick enough that I won't ski or expose others. I have lost 3-4 weeks each ski season for the past 5 years. I used to commute by commuter bus, train, and subway back East, so I had been exposed to plenty of sick people and have multiple grandchildren (disease carriers all) before moving here and rarely got sick.
It was like my immune system got weaker while I got stronger.
My diet is sound, well-balanced and healthy. I don't drink or smoke, I have no chronic illnesses. No surgeries and major injuries or repairs ever. But yet I was feeling less motivation, less pleasure. And I slipped into depression in part because I was no longer reveling in my active lifestyle. I started to actually resent it a bit.
I had an extensive medical work up and sought professional advice and the advice was shocking. I am in excellent health, my heart is very strong, but that I need to dial back on exercise. That for a 69 yr old, I was likely not giving my body enough time to recover from the exertion -- and exert, I do. They told me to take rest days - sometimes 2 in a row. And to take breaks while I was being active. I
I prided myself on backcountry skiing for hours and never sitting down. The only breaks while hiking were to pee or dig out some trail food and keep on going. Rest stops? Are you kidding me?
Nope. Not kidding. I have become a huge fan of them. Honestly, at first, depression made that pretty easy, but that has lifted. At first, I felt a bit lost not having my hours filled with walks, rides, and scenery. And I was concerned about losing strength and stamina.
Now several months into this less rigorous lifestyle, I haven't noticeably lost much at all. I now hike a few times a week, haven't hardly biked, and do my home workouts 2-3 times a week.
When we went on 2 trips early this summer, I was able to put in 10-12 milers on pretty steep terrain multiple days in a row and still have gas in my tank when I was done. I've paddled 15 mile stretches on the Colorado River in the heat. I have gained 2 pounds, but still wearing the same clothes. I'm sleeping well. And I'm loving my life again.i
Meanwhile, my 70 yr old superifit hiking pal has had another significant foot problem, refused to rest it, and is now in a world of hurt. She's missed most of the last 3 ski seasons due to nagging injuries (neck, knee, knee, foot).
So, maybe there is something to this giving our bodies recovery time. And being less outdoor active in smokey air, in the high temps and searing sun turns out to be a good idea.
Rest days are vital for me. Best wishes for a healthier ski season!

). From the outside, this is a shoulder injury. But when you get taken out of everything that made up your life, there can be a lot of self-reflection.
You endurance riders are a special breed, for sure!