Today the calendar says I am 63 years old. When I was younger, I never pictured myself doing what I am doing at this age. If you told me when I was still teaching that when I retired I'd be working full time managing a health club and training people, I would never have believed . . . → Read More: The Best Birthday Message
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Birthdays, as birthdays go for most people, are not something we like to discuss unless you’re in grade school or about to be able to get a driver’s license or be allowed to drink legally. After that birthdays are not well-received. The first feared birthday is the 30th one. This one leaves childhood far behind . . . → Read More: A Bucket For My Birthday 
Today I spent the day giving the house a much needed fall cleaning, putting up fall decorations, lighting apple spice candles, opening windows and giving gratitude for each blessing I touched as I moved and dusted objects throughout my home. At noontime we had gotten word that a friend just delivered a beautiful baby girl. . . . → Read More: A Day of News Currently I’m reading Return To Sullivan’s Island (Lowcountry Tales) by Dorothea Benton Frank. Her writing is not as deep and heart touching as Kristin Hannah, but the books flow with a great storyline. Last night I came across two thoughts that, today, on the morning of my sixtieth birthday, intersected. One was that two days . . . → Read More: ‘Rounding The Bend Today was what I refer to as a “themed day.” A themed day is when everything that crosses my path intersects or connects somehow. Today that theme was aging. I woke up to Facebook urging me to wish my husband Richard a happy 60th birthday tomorrow. Since we were born two weeks apart (in . . . → Read More: Aging – The Theme of the Day The summer cardio workouts are out at Koko Fit Club. Summer Hike is already my favorite. While I’m “hiking” on the elliptical Michael Wood fitness trainer is talking to me. Today he started with this quote: Being fit, or getting fit, at middle age, even if you’ve never worked out before, changes the landscape of . . . → Read More: The Landscape of Aging Ten years ago I was introduced to wine. I didn’t understand wine. It didn’t taste very good, so my husband suggested I try white zin. White zin was a very pretty pink wine, a bit sweet and I fell in love with it. After about five years my husband suggested I branch out. Try white . . . → Read More: Pink Wine The other day I noticed how much I was limiting myself in the gym over the years by not ever upping the weights because I honestly didn’t think I could press more. Today, doing lateral chest pulls, it once again showed how I limited myself. I’m doing 50 pounds now, and for ten years I . . . → Read More: Stats! |
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