My Really Bad News - Part 2
On Friday I shared “My Really Bad News.”
I appreciate all the concern and letters
sent. One more test and I’ll be
out of the woods.
Until then, let me share the rest
of the stress test story.
With wires and an IV hanging off me, I felt like teh Six Million Dollar man.
I could see the monitor with all the digital readouts–like my actual time
on the treadmill and my heart rate action.
Now from what I’m told the average person
lasts 3-6 minutes on this inclined, speedy rat wheel
before they are pooped.
Basically, you need to get your heart rate to
a max level depending on your age and body weight.
My target was 155. My resting heart rate was 47.
You could see I had my work cut out for me… long way to go.
I learned that healthy hearts take forever to reach
a max rate and an outta shape person is the opposite.
I started on level one. Every three minutes
the treadmill increased and got faster. I had
to start running when we got to the third level.
Every time I applied Triple Your Endurance
my HEART RATE would decline or level off.
When I didn’t apply TYE my heart rate would begin to elevate.
So I thought I’d mess with the nurse as long as I could.
And sure enough after a few seconds of TYE, the heart rate
leveled off after being on level 2. The nurse noticed and
said, “Wow your body is already gettin used to this level.”
The one nurse who prepped me and left
kept returning to see where my heart rate was.
She popped in a few times, “IS he at a 100 yet?”
“NO! He may keep us here until lunchtime.”
The other tech chimed in after a few, “I’ve never seen
the machine up to this level 4 for so long. Hopefully, it holds up.”
I got to 15 minutes on the treadmill and finally reached the max rate.
I had no chest pains and felt great.
The next day, I put myself through my own stress test.
I got up, mowed zee lawn, swam 24 lengths, ran 1.5 miles
on the treadmill, got some muscle exercises in and stretched.
Again, I felt fit as a fiddle. No chest soreness.
You may ask why joke around with such a serious thing.
Maybe it was a way of giving “the system” my middle finger for
even considering a hang-up with my heart. Plus, it was fun to see an
impact on my heart rate by applying these simple secrets.
So consider this: when you can control your heart rate with Triple Your Endurance,
you go “3 times” longer and stronger than the average wilda-beast.
If you want to practice these secrets in your daily
living as well, pick up your copy today and increase
your energy and endurance.
Both you and your heart will be glad you did.
Best to you,
Vince Palko
