I started off my morning with a brutal, and I mean BRUTAL circuit training class which involved kickboxing, step work and jumping rope. Now in case you all forgot.. I have Lupus and even though there are days when I don’t feel as if I can do much, I HAVE to. If I don’t use it, I will definitely lose it.. no lie. So I dragged my butt to class and did what I had to do to get through it.
For lunch, I met with some old co-workers and we talked of times past and we also talked about getting older and basically falling apart. This getting older.. it’s not always fun is it? They are a bit older than me, but I am already pretty much caught up with them as far as meds and health go. That depressed me! I feel that I am young at heart but that my body is not cooperating with me.
On my way back to the office, I was wallowing in my aches and pains. Woe is me and all that. I eat right, I exercise.. I try to get as much rest as possible and yet I am not the picture of health that I so wish to portray. I suppose if I were not doing the “right” things, I would be worse than I am now so there’s always that. Right?
Every once in awhile I throw my back out. Not the major “Help! I can’t get up!” type blow out but the simple, everyday.. “reach for something” type of pull. I managed to do this this morning while reaching for shampoo. Yes, shampoo! We are talking a mere 20 ounces when full, but the bottle was half empty..so you do the math.
Now..they say that this happens when you do not have a strong “core”. Well, I have been doing sit-ups and as miserable as I look doing them, I believe I am doing them correctly. What I did not factor into the equation was my age. Could it be, that age has something to do with it? The horror! Please tell me this is not so. Please?
I have been told by some of my co-workers, that once you hit the big FOUR-O, that everything begins to fall apart. However, they tell me that once it does, in a few years everything seems to come back. How can that be? I think maybe they just don’t remember how they were before the fall-out. I know. I know.. don’t make memory jokes. Ok. What was I saying??
Anyway, as the big FOUR-O approaches, this is what I ponder as my back aches (endlessy, I might add). I have made a vow to try and stay positive. There is a strong core down the road for me yet. Just let me put my glasses on so I can see it.