If anybody had mentioned to me that I would one day enter the portals of a gym with the precise intention of working out I would have laughed uproariously. I could not be remotely categorised as being a gym junkie or sports inclined. However some of us get a wake up call at some time in their life and some of us even listen to that call.
From a health perspective certain things become apparent as we age. We do not move as athletically as at a younger age. Jumping over rocks at the beach can be a hazardous experience and our confidence is at an all time low at the prospect of keeping our balance. The spirit is definitely willing but the body just cannot make that adjustment.
All I needed was a push in the right direction and so I have joined what is called a soft circuit. This relates to gentle exercise including weights and cardio and balance and the amazing part is I am enjoying it. For two days of the week I spend an hour working out and "bite my tongue" it is fun.
The company is enjoyable because we are all much of an age or we have an injury that precludes more strenuous activity. I enjoy the comraderie of the group and the fact that we look after each other. Exercise has always been good for endorphins so they say, and the mood is definitely positive afterwards.
If my time at the gym keeps that "walker" at bay in future years, then it is a small price to pay for continued fitness. We owe it to ourselves to keep as mentally and physically fit as we possibly can not to say we have to overdo it, but at our own speed. The future I envisage for myself is definitely one of self management and the longer I can keep that going, the better for me and my family.
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