By guest blogger Danielle from HappyAge.
Do you feel it too? The days are getting shorter, the air smells like autumn, and I can tell: winter is on its way. And while I love cozy sweaters and candlelight, I also know my daily 10,000 steps suddenly become a challenge. But this winter I’m doing it differently—want to hear my plan?
Summer person
Look, I love summer because everything happens naturally. Little bike rides, beach walks, a quick loop after dinner. But as soon as it turns cold and dark, the couch becomes a magnet. And those menopause pounds? They start sneaking up.
Menopause pounds
Well… my metabolism is slow. Moving during menopause is crucial to fire up the engine again—there’s no way around it. Women in menopause need a different approach to weight loss and exercise; that’s crystal clear to me now.
Plan of attack
Then winter comes knocking. For me, it’s often a time of apathy—sitting under a blanket with a bowl of crisps. This year I’m doing it differently. My secret weapon is ready: the treadmill from Sportshero.nl. I can see it already: as soon as I finish dinner, I put on a good series and start walking. No wet shoes, no bulky coat—just me, the treadmill, and my favorite show. Relaxing, a little me-time.
My own time and pace
The best part is I can choose my pace entirely. Walking outside with a friend is great, but you have to coordinate. I’m over that. Sometimes I stroll with a podcast in my ears; other times I pick up the pace for a mini workout.
Effortless 10,000 steps—easy peasy
Before I know it, another episode has flown by and the counter’s happily heading toward 10,000 steps. I can already tell this will be my lifesaver: no winter blues, more energy, and those menopause pounds don’t stand a chance. Let winter come—I’m ready. And if you’re thinking, “Hey, this is for me, I want a treadmill at home too,” then I’ve got good news: with the code Danielle15 you’ll get a nice discount. So what are you waiting for? 🙂 Let’s go, girls!
I’m so curious—how do you hit your 10,000 steps during the darker months?
Love,
Danielle
