“EXERCISE, WHAT IS THAT?”
Exercise, what is that. Most people are not keen to exercise. I am one of those. One of the most important things to keep us healthy is to exercise. Reluctant as I am to put in the effort I try to get a reasonable amount of exercise by keeping on the move all day within reason and by watching what I eat and drink. As I have a bad back from working on cars most of my working life. I have to watch what I am doing. To get enough exercise I have to vary my daily work load now that I am retired. Exercise by doing some gardening then changing to something else in the home then have morning tea.
After a little rest maybe back to the garden or going down to the shops. But just keep on the move helps with the exercise as you are getting older. I know people that are always on the go even in their late eighties. Not my cup of tea but you would not stop them or they would go down fast. Exercise is a must for everyone regardless of age. Managing it your own way is very important as you are controlling you own destiny. Having it forced on you constantly can be as bad as no exercise especially where the mind is concerned as it also needs exercise as well with mind games, planning your day, reading etc.
Variety is the spice of life so we must keep ourselves on the move even walking the block and speaking to the neighbours and helping them with small things they are having difficulty with. That alone will give you a lift. You will find that you will sleep better and not realize just how much exercise you really did as it was routine. If you have a dog you must exercise it as well. Take it for a walk, they are good company and help you with your exercise without you forcing it on yourself. They will appreciate the exercise as well and reward you with their happy company.
Nearing my seventies my breathing was getting shallow. The Doctor gave me a puffer to help my breathing. I soon realized it was not the answer so I decided to go back to swimming as I was always a good swimmer in my youth. I dived into the pool after many years not swimming and found not only was I having trouble breathing like I use to but I had lost the strength for swimming. I soon realized I was not the swimmer I used to be. I then slowed down and swam to the best of my ability. My breathing became a lot better but my swimming will probably not improve much. They were the good old days.
Put yourself on the line and be the master of your own time.
for your time, Tom Short.
………………………………………Laughter is the best medicine,
Psychiatrist………….What is wrong with your brother?
Sister…………..He thinks he is a chicken!
Psychiatrist…………How long has he been acting like a chicken?
Sister……………….3 years now , we would have come to see you sooner but we needed the eggs!