So since spa week, I have been exercising a little more. I have declared war on the flies (or is it a peacefire, I’m not sure.) Anyway, I cannot walk through them any more. The other day I looked down and Noah was blinking his eyes to keep the stinkin’ flies at bay and I thought, he’s not enjoying this any more than I am. So we take a short 20-30 minute walk just before it gets dark. And even then there are some crazy kamikaze flies trying to get in my mouth.
So, I have been going to the gym a little more. I have discovered the joys of the exercise bike (especially while watching the Food Network LOL.) More swimming, and more time in the weights room. And the biggest change is that I am back to exercising in my living room. Pretty much ever since joining the gym, I haven’t exercised at home. But there are lots of days I just don’t want to drive to the gym (its a 25 minute drive.) So the Queen and her Bodyguard have to go outside for a while (the Court Jester is already out there,) and I do mostly bodyweight exercises, as well as using those dumbells that have been living under the woodstove for the last two years!
My knee is definitely on the mend, and last week I was thinking and walking and somehow my age came up. I will be 57 in a month or so. That is darn close to 60. Can you believe it????? Anyway, so far I have not had any crises about turning a certain age, but I have heard from some of my friends that 60 can be traumatizing. And I thought, what if I could turn 60 and be just a bit more fit than I am currently? Cause I am pretty fit right now (knee notwithstanding.) To be a physically fit 60 YEAR OLD WOMAN would be awesome. So that is my little goal.
Now that I am back to exercising a bit more, I realize (again) that I like how I feel. Yes, I am sore and stiff, but it is a good sore and stiff. If I don’t exercise, I am still sore and stiff, but it is a VERY BAD, crippled old lady sore and stiff. I’ll take the former, thank you.