You would think after nearly 2 years of regular gym attendance and enthusiastic participation, that my body would no longer scream out in pain after a session of exercise. Actually its not really a scream – just more of a dull ache and an exhausting tiredness that sees me not wanting to leave my couch all afternoon. Maybe a class of pump followed by 45mins of step was a bit much after all! I do love a good workout though – but one would think that the body would get used to it and bounce back a little more readily. Not so – maybe because of the undenying fact that my body is aging – no matter how hard I try to avoid it. I suppose I could give in to it all – accept the inevitable and take it easy. Say to myself - “You're getting old, you are not supposed to be able to do this stuff any more. Just embrace the flab and the floppiness – it will all stop working one day so what's the point?'
But I enjoy being physically active, I love feeling strong and flexible. I love having enough energy to actively play with the grandkids, to dance with my husband and to cycle or paddle with my friends. If I don't stay fit, then its goodbye to such pleasures and such wonderful opportunities to enjoy the gift of life. So far, I have no permanent aches and pains (just self inflicted ones), I enjoy good health and everything still works really well. I figure if I quit now I will never get my fitness back as it will be way too hard. So I continue on - pushing my self just that little bit further each time. Maybe I am in denial about stepping over into the next decade of life, but being fit at this stage of life is a blessing I don't intend to take for granted!
