I knew it was coming. Last week, Jeremy the trainer was such a nice young man, gentle and kind. Today, he was still kind as he gently kicked my butt. It felt good - even when I fantasized about flinging that weighted ring thingy into the window instead of moving it slowly "to the right side - shoulders down, relax the neck." I kid, because I know that we are doing very basic movements, I'm just out of shape. This old body of mine is hanging in there though. I only wanted to stop once or twice. …
Playing the Odds with Our Health.
I am reeling from a scare yesterday. Someone very dear to me suffered a mild stroke in her home. She is younger than I and lives alone. Luckily she was able to get out and get herself to the hospital within an hour of the occurrence so she is expected to recover 100%. But this reminds me of two important things: we must keep track of our loved ones especially those of us who live alone and we need to stop playing the odds with our health especially those of us of a certain age. …