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Pleasant Sunday morning for a walk. No breeze, just clear and crisp fall weather. I decided to add a little bit to my "workout." At the end of my walk, I usually pick up to 35-pound dumbbells and carry them down to the road and back up. That's about 70 rather short paces, so maybe 50 yards. It's downhill toward the road and uphill on the way back. I do that three times. Usually by the last set my heart rate is hitting in the 150s. I want to increase the weight to 40 pounds each after the first of the year, so I decided to add another trip down to the road and back. I'm feeling it in my hands as I'm typing this. The weight really loads up my legs, and I feel that for a couple of hours after I'm finished too. My super-whamodyne Apple Watch Series 12 always seems to lose track of my heart rate while I'm doing these. The band is comfortably tight on my wrist. Apple is often little more than a disappointment these days. Wasn't it once "surprise and delight"? Yeah, not so much anymore. I'm…

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