A friend wrote me a note today and included was the message “Enjoy your health journey!” Well, I just got done telling Jordan that I fell off (hard and big time) the BOSU stability ball last night at the fitness center. My shoulder is hurting. In addition, I would kill for a nap. I’m feeling the need to remind myself (a lot as of late) that yes, indeed I am 52 years old* and I don’t have to show up the youngsters at the gym. (Even though I can.)
Micki then asked me what’s wrong – “you look like you don’t feel well …”. Well, now that that was introduced to me, of course I’m sick. (Note: you never tell a hypochondriac they appear they may be ill.) I felt the need to lie on the ground and groan for awhile. In the end though, I couldn’t find anything objective to complain about, so I’ll begrudgingly live with decent health.
Today would be my mom’s birthday. She only lived to the age of 64, and I often think, at my age a lot of my friends are starting to look and feel old. They complain and moan and settle into their lazy boy chairs and look forward to retirement. Well, I’m not going to do that. My real goal is to enjoy life to the nth degree – be all that I can be every day. I’ll stumble at the gym some times, and other times I may be ill – but if I let that get the best of me, then it will all be over. Life is short, and I don’t want to waste any minute of it complaining. (Call me out if you see me on the floor groaning – remind me to enjoy my journey!)
*So I mentioned “The Fonz” to both Jordan and Sara and neither one had any clue who he was. That is depressing.