Sunday, 11 November 2018

WAGS 07.11.2018: Sarcopenia strikes in Bensafrim

Well the post title may have you all rushing for your Google Search, but more likely knowing the WAGS, to thumbing through your Chambers 20th Century Dictionary, if like me you last bought a Dictionary in the 20th Century.   These once essential tomes have been replaced by "OK Google" or "Siri" There is of a course a 21C Edition or better still the full Chambers Dictionary.


But don't rush in - as much as you need to know will hopefully be explained by my sermon this week after Rod's exculpatory contribution in his capacity as Walk Leader.

And so, we gathered slowly under an improving sky, in the vicinity of the market place in Bensafrim.
        Very nice to welcome Hilke and Peter back. Ingrid made it down from her mountain eyrie, Hazel, Maria and John defected from the AWW under a threat of a 22 km marathon, and Tony came out of retirement under pressure from his dogs, who instinctively know when it is a Wednesday. We were evenly balanced at five women, five men a bitch and a dog. And Shadow and Jess!




John is master of the art of starter photos, triggered by his smartphone.  Not bad for a group with an average age of well over 70. L- R Back Tony, Rod, John, Paul, Peter, Front Ingrid, Hazel,Maria, Hilke and Myriam.

Here is Rod's recollection of proceedings:-

Back to Bensafrim this week, where a pretty reasonable turnout met for coffee at the usual Market Square Café in rather more clement weather conditions than last week.
The start was interrupted somewhat by a dog / chicken altercation in which rather inevitably the chicken came off second best. Terms and relations with the owner were most diplomatically negotiated through the charms of our ladies whilst the chaps maintained a discreet distance.


Negotiations to rival Brexit

Thereafter a not particularly original walk was followed over the serra north of Bensafrim with very little to disturb the normal erudite and far ranging conversation we have come to expect of WAGS.
Indeed it was so uneventful that towards the end our leader was smitten by an impulse to inject a bit of yesteryears experiences into proceedings by including a loop up to a nearby trig point. There certainly was a rather easier way up than that chosen...which followed a rather tortuous* mountain bike trail and even a short off piste section but with a few inevitable grumblings 7 of the 10  did make it to the top...the remaining 3 obviously, and probably rightly, felt it was somewhat outside WAGS walk parameters and took the flat route home. 


Good mobile reception at least!

At least the overall distance of almost exactly 10k, depending on whose App you believed,  was pretty much according to the book.
Sadly Barbero´s Cafe, which had done a rather good job for us as tostas mistas were concerned over the last year, seems to have gone on a long vacation or maybe once again into liquidation, so we had to repair to the Café Nacional for sustenance ….not quite so agreeable and convenient but they do a good enough job with tostas well up to standard.

* I would have preferred 'torturous'!



Rod's Tosta Mista

     Indeed, the mental aberration that occurred to Rod, when he suddenly had a flashback to his recent youth, and charged off up the torturous track to the trig point, may have been partially my fault, as without thinking, when we were nicely on a flat path to an early lunch, I blurted out that we only had a kilometer to go, and had completed just over 8 km.
   This stung his Pathfinding pride and he decided to include a vertical loop. 7 Foolish Virgins* followed, but the 3 Wise WAGS saw through his momentary crisis and headed straight back to Bensafrim, never to be seen again on this walk. I do hope they arrived safely!!

* This dates back to a walk led by Mike almost exactly 10 years ago which can be found HERE

A few photos of the walk by John and Myriam follow with a little colour commentary.


Lots of Ooohs and Aaahs at the sight of this jenny and foal at the beginning of the walk - mainly from Rod who has a thing about donkeys!


Pretty soon we began to negotiate the rapids and torrents caused by the recent deluges that have relieved the Algarve of all signs of drought.


Maria attempting a Telemark Turn - or is it a Stem Christie


No chance of getting lost with John finding signposts in the undergrowth and Shadow  sussing it out.


Caption competition please!


Signs of agriculture.




Before the rebellion the last known picture of the complete group except the photographer. The sun was out and the cows standing up!


The sting in the tail! Steeper than it looks here.


Made it to the Trig Point


John was there too!





An experienced negotiator is called in to handle 'Chickengate' (or lack thereof!)


John's flamboyant courting dance amuses the target of his intentions!

And then we had bifanas - 


and Rod opted for the TM which you saw earlier.


- in the Cafe Nacional.


One of Myriam's notes to me re the outstanding debt from last week. All settled.

I had a profusion of tracks and stats sent to me as for once everyone's device seemed to have worked!


1. Garmin displayed on Google Earth


Garmin Stats


The above may be from John's GPS - correct me if I am wrong


Below ViewRanger  from Rod's smartphone app 


-and miraculously a complete LocusMap track (below).....


...........with combined stats.

Please note that these tracks only apply to those that achieved the summit trigpoint. Regrettably the 3 Wise Virgins did not have a recording device.

Now to the meat or muscle of the matter - Sarcopenia.  No doubt one or two of us have been aware of the fact that our walking abilities have diminished slightly - more than can be accounted for by too much of a good thing, or just sitting in front of computers and TV.
This phenomenon has a medical reality, and is known as Sarcopenia or muscle loss due to aging.  From the time you are born to around the time you turn 30, your muscles grow larger and stronger. But at some point in your 30s, you start to lose muscle mass and function. The cause is age-related sarcopenia or sarcopenia with aging.
      Much intensive and learned research has been done on the subject, far too detailed to go into here.
    Physically inactive people (NOT us)  can lose as much as 3% to 5% of their muscle mass each decade after age 30. Even if you are active, you’ll still have some muscle loss.
     Sarcopenia typically happens faster around age 75.  (Oh no!) But it may also speed up as early as 65 (too right!) or as late as 80. It’s a factor in frailty and the likelihood of falls and fractures in older adults.
  In summary, your body normally keeps signals for growth and teardown in balance. As you age, your body becomes resistant to growth signals, resulting in muscle loss.
 In addition to aging, sarcopenia is accelerated by low physical activity, insufficient calorie and protein intake, inflammation and stress.
   And another thing. Among the many underlying causes of sarcopenia, mitochondrial dysfunction is inherent in a variety of aged tissues.  Mitochondria are the “energy factory” of our body. Mitochondrial diseases are long-term, genetic, often inherited disorders that occur when mitochondria fail to produce enough energy for the body to function properly
  Noticeable loss of strength or stamina and unintentional weight loss are signs of multiple diseases, including sarcopenia.    One may ask - 'If I am still a fat overweight glutton does that mean I don't have sarcopenia?  Ans. No but it may be much worse!
    Now that I have put you all at ease - there is a little light!
The strongest way to fight sarcopenia is to keep your muscles active.
Exercise is the most effective way to reverse sarcopenia. Resistance training is best to increase muscle mass and strength. However, combination exercise programs and walking also fight sarcopenia.
If you're deficient in calories, protein or certain vitamins and minerals, you may be at higher risk of muscle loss.
However, even if you aren't deficient, getting higher doses of some key nutrients can promote muscle growth or enhance the benefits of exercise.
Protein, vitamin D, creatine and omega-3 fatty acids can all improve muscle growth in response to exercise.
Steak, Fish and eggs are therfore useful in fighting muscle loss and the good thing is you need more as a 70 year old than you did as a 20 year old. Bifanas and Tostas mistas are also thought to be beneficial, especially when rinsed down with black coffee or alcohol free beer!
The bottom line is even simple exercises like walking can slow your rate of muscle loss. At the end of the day, the most important thing is to get active.
Three examples of people getting active and fighting off sarcopenia!!


Quod Erat Demonstrandum 
  A Senior WAG named Rod Frew,
  Was often asked what he would do
                         If out on a walk
          He was caught very short.
  He replied 'Every bush is a loo!'

Sunday, 4 November 2018

WAGS 31.10.2018: A Wet Walk in Vale Fuzeiros

The observant may have noticed that there was no walk, hence no blog for last week 24th as both Rod and I were away on travels and no volunteers came forward.

  This week would possibly have gone the same way, but Rod felt a need for some refreshing Algarve rain and determined that the walk should go ahead anyway.



   And so, the hardier remnants of the WAGS gathered at Cafe Silva under a lowering sky in a heavy drizzle.

   Rod's modest contribution for a modest walk:-

Well there still are a few hardy souls around; ...well, five anyway;....well, one of those actually took a bit of cajoling. The elements were bravely (?!) borne by Paul & Myriam, Lindsey, Tony and Rod; one or two others having chickened out. 



 We met at Cafe Silva......absent any particular indication these days,  you just have to know what it is called....in Vale de Fuzeiros where we had a  prolonged pre amble Coffee in the forlorn hope the rain might ease up. It didn't much.  So extra rainware was donned, Paul was eventually persuaded to join us  and off we set.



The fires around that area had been pretty severe; indeed for many of the properties it must have been absolutely terrifying ....but new green growth is already fast growing and for sure this Wednesday it certainly wasn't going to reignite.  The walk, or what there was of it, was in a circle around the starting point so that we could cut things short and return to base at any time. After an  hour and a half or so, honours being about even,  we did just that. Once upon a time we would  have braved it out but well we are now WAGS after all and the pleasures of Cafe Silva' s dining room beckoned. For once we didn't indulge in Tostas Mistas and were tempted by the "veado" on the menu. 



Apparently despite the fires...or maybe because of...there are plenty around in the nearby serra, tender and flavoursome it certainly was and made it all quite worth while...almost!  With any luck we may get a few drier Wednesdays now

  And now  I suppose we had better have some colour commentary (or padding) so that you don't feel cheated!  

     
  
The rain it raineth on the Just
And also on the Unjust fella.
But mainly on the Just because
The Unjust steals the Just's umbrella!

It is rare that we get an opportunity to use umbrellas on our walks - even if it is raining, the wind is usually too high, so we tend to make do with fashionable and brightly coloured water repellent outers, which often create as much water inside as outside if it is an invigorating walk.
   Still rarer is an opportunity to include a monograph on Umbrellas in a Blog so here goes!.

      Though Myriam may dispute it, and forcefully state the Chinese claim to their having invented almost everything, the umbrella or parasol was probably invented separately in various places including Ancient Egypt, about 3500 years BC. After all, it rains, (even in Egypt in those days) and fashionable ladies and Pharaohs like to keep their hair dry, so what else do you do except hold something over your head - a palm leaf or a lotus leaf if you are inventing it in China.  It is not rocket science to want something a bit fancier, dare I say fashionable, and then you need to get it out of the way when it is not needed. Hence some waterproof or sunproof fabric stretched out with ribs on a stick, which fold down when not in use.
      The Chinese legend goes like this:-

Luban was the most famous craftsman in ancient China. One day, Luban and his wife were walking at the West Lakeside and enjoying the beautiful view of the West Lake. Suddenly the rain occurred very quickly, both of them were soaked when they got back home. Luban's wife said, if there was something which could prevent people from the rain when walking, and enjoying the beautiful view of West Lake, that would be wonderful. Then Luban said, that was easy, I would build up many pavilions at the West Lakeside every another mile. His wife said, it would a good idea, but it was inconvenient and could not be movable.
     Is it possible to make a movable pavilion, which could always follow the people when walking? She thought all day and all night. One summer day, she saw some kids were playing in the rain, and each kids held a big lotus leaf above the head to protect the rainfall, they were not soaked by the rain. The next day, Luban's wife made the first rain umbrellas in ancient China. 

  Of course Luban would have improved the design later - as men do!!

In all written records, the oldest reference to a collapsible umbrella dates to the year 21 AD, when Wang Mang  had one designed for a ceremonial four-wheeled carriage. The 2nd-century commentator Fu Qian added that this collapsible umbrella of Wang Mang's carriage had bendable joints which enabled them to be extended or retracted.

In the Middle East and Ancient Egypt, contemporaneously with China, similar structures were used, usually over carriages, and reserved for Royalty or High Officials. Hand carrying was only for slaves to protect their masters or mistresses.

In Ancient Greece, the parasol (skiadeion), was an indispensable adjunct to a lady of fashion in the late 5th century BC. Aristophanes mentions it among the common articles of female use; they could apparently open and close.  An important factor in Greece was that for a man to carry one was a mark of effeminacy!

However the Romans were having none of this gender identification nonsense, and the 
effeminate males were somehow proud to carry gaily-coloured parasols.  In early times , 
umbrellas were largely used as sun protection rather than for staying dry.

I feel a limerick coming on:-

There was an old slapper named Bella,
  Who always held up an umbrella.
     But a man's man  called Bert
     Put his hand up her skirt
And conclusively proved her a fella!

Fashions change and now the umbrella is more commonly used for protection from the rain than 
the sun, and even top male Golfers are not ashamed to embrace their feminine side and take shelter
under a massive umbrella.
    And a nice little etymological description to show where the word comes from:-

umbrella
Origin
early 17th century: from Italian ombrella, diminutive of ombra ‘shade’, from Latin umbra (see umbra)

The last word goes to Hong Kong which adopted the Umbrella as a revolutionary symbol.

No longer just for the ruling classes.

Back to a few shots of the walk, since that was really why we were there.


Nothing effeminate about a Porsche Umbrella


The rain has brought back green to the parched and burnt landscape.


All this rain makes me want to ...........


Must have fallen from the sky!


Strange alien looking rock formation, with Lindsey lending scale to the photo.


If you are feeling overdressed - Rod's your man!


Unmade lunch by Tracey Emin. 

A very tasty Vitela Estufada. Sadly the photographer was ravenous and it was well past breakfast time so he attacked it before remembering the record was required.

And the tale of the tape - requiring a New Rule for WAGS:
      WR  3(i) If the weather is too drear - go inside and have a beer!


We also ascended 92 metres during the walk.

Honour was deemed to have been satisfied and we had a good natter, caught up on Rod's cruise and learnt about Almargem's WalkFest from November 1st to 4th, about which there may be a post in WAGS WASPS, and had a cracking lunch for 8 Euros including drinks.



Thanks Rod for persevering and getting us out.  I think I enjoyed it , especially the Veado!