Growing older is like making a pudding.
You get lumps if you don't stir.
I found that little quote in a Company Coming Dessert Cookbook as I was looking to make a dessert for tonight. I had to smile. .since it is so true.
I am also reminded of my mom. . . she was ill advised in her early sixties. She was feeling the effects of aging bones and muscles and had been diagnosed with osteo arthritis. My mom and dad had been cycling and she was diligently exercising. Do you all remember the little contraption that was attached to a doorknob. . .a little string thing on pulley's? The feet went through two of the loops and the hands through the other two loops and you would lay on your back and basically pull your arms to the ground and the legs would raise.
Her doctor advised her that exercise would be hard on her joints. . .I still remember her putting away her bicycle and taking easy walks instead. . . she had a massive heart attack at 73 and passed away.
So, in my 49th year. . . I'm moving more rather than less. My right knee might be complaining but it is in the minority .. for the rest of the limbs and my lungs and my heart are in charge of the exercise regime.
September marks new beginnings much as spring does. . .a new opportunity to do the best we can with what God has given us. Every time I spend time with my grandbabies I determine that they are worth more than the sore knee and all the huffing and puffing from my lungs.
I'll still be making that dessert for tonight because I enjoy all foods in moderation and I'll be taking that walk because its good for me .. .. and for the love of my family. . .
Thirty minutes. . . five days a week. . . is said to add years to a life. . . I'm reprioritizing my daily schedule. . . walking first. . .blogging second. . so if my post isn't up first thing in the morning, you'll understand why. I'll be talking more about organizing and prioritizing in the coming days. . . . interested?
Have a wonderful day my friends, I'm off for my walk. . .what about you?