"You are the most unhealthy, health conscious person I know," my son commented as he placed my weekend tote bag in the back of my van.
"Thanks!" I grimly replied, aware he was pretty much on target. I was out of breath and had groaned a few times getting into the van.
He looked a bit sad as he added. "You better do something if you want to watch your grandkids grow up."
I started the van, waved at him, and pulled away, mumbling. "I know I'm not in great shape"--- mumble,mumble, mumble--- "but for someone who has had two heart attacks, two stents implanted in their heart, been medically diagnosed with arteriolosclerosis, arthritis, osteoporoses, clogged carotid artery, intermittent claudication (clogged arteries of the legs) and high blood pressure, I'm not all all that bad--as a matter of fact, I think I am better than people I knew with fewer physical maladies." end of mumbling!
But!!!!!!!!!!my son's comment hit a nerve. I mean big time. I knew this was a wake up call!
Yes, I am a health conscious person. If you don't believe me, ask any of my family or friends who has the slightest ache or pain, if I don't know what they should be doing to improve their condition or how I don't hesitate to tell them what I know.
Yes, I'm a 'little miss know it all', about medical facts, especially when it comes to alternative medicine and natural healing. I get health newsletters on the internet; read health advice giving magazines; surf the web for health updates, but I rarely---and I mean rarely--- practice what I preach! At least not until my son's comment hit HOME!
Not see my grandchildren grow up? That brings tears to my eyes.
I know what I have to do. Make changes! Major changes!
"It seems, I've heard that song before"! Anyone remember that old song? I have played that old, 'gonna make some changes, tune' before, and FAILED! My commitment to things that require effort rarely succeeds. Sometimes I get to the brink of success and fall back.
Not this time. What makes me think so you ask? I'm putting this on the internet for all the world to see, and am going to post regular, totally honest, (I promise) updates about my progress! It's all going to be right here on this Gather web site.
I'm inviting anyone who wants to follow along and read about my progress, or lack there of, to make a note in the comment section. Advice is welcome.
The question now is--can a 60 something, physically unfit female become healthier, stronger, more fit?
Of course she can, if she will find the best program, work at it and be consistent. Right?
Even is she's a procrastinator? Even if she hasn't done any real exercise in who knows how long?
Not only do I intend to become physically fit, better than ever, but I intend to become the me I'm really meant to be--not the me I've always thought others, as in parent, spouse, lover, friend, child, wanted me to be, which is pretty much how I've lived my life, but the ME I am meant to BE.
While becoming physically fit with nutrition, exercise, and stress relieving meditation, I am going to find that girl/woman who had dreams, ambitions and hopes, and never quite fulfilled them.
I'm going to find out if any are still there, and are they fulfill-able?
Like, am I too old to be a cabaret singer?
Can I be a best selling author?
What are the chances of doing voice over, or having a small role on a TV show or movie?
Any chance of these things happening?
Are they merely pipe dreams? A young girl's fantasy?
Do I still want to do any of them?
Tune in to find out!
Come along with me, and see, if I make it this time!
I can visualize family and people who know me well, taking bets that I won't make it!
Heck, I'd make that bet myself--I know me better than they do--and I'm not sure I will, but by God, and it will be by God, I'm going to try!!!!!!!
Do you think I'm going to make it???
Come along with me--let's see if the best is yet to be!!!!!
2006


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By the way, I am sitting here two cities south of where I was originally staying, on the job hunt. I have had several great intviews, have one more today and two tomorrow. I had no interviews in the two months I was in Bakersfield! I have to thank you for passing along that message.