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The side effects of ageing…

I had a marvelous workout this morning. The combination of sunshine and an unexplained excess of energy meant I was able to work out longer and harder than I have in quite some time. I can’t tell you how proud I was of myself.

As the day wore on, I began to realize that I was flagging a bit earlier than I had yesterday. To the point that I found myself questioning the necessity of doing the dinner dishes tonight or just letting them “soak” until tomorrow morning. I soldiered on, completing the day’s required tasks before finally allowing myself the luxury of collapsing in my recliner with a heartfelt sigh of relief.

Now, just under an hour later, I find myself posing the question, “Just how close am I to wetting my pants?” Because, dear reader, my legs have completely seized. My shoulders have now drawn even with my ear lobes and the likelihood of my being able to EXIT this recliner anytime prior to Thursday is looking slim.

Please watch the blog closely in these next few days, as I may need YOU to alert the fire department.



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  1. Kate says

    I’m not sure how much use I’d be to you way over here in the southern hemisphere, but I’ll send some un-kinking vibes to you!!

  2. Barbara says

    Oh, honey, enthusiasm and spring fever ar dangerous together. I’ve got my finger over the “9”…

  3. Crystal says

    I love that you are also in your recliner…

  4. alonna says

    I have to agree with you on this one. I have noticed myself looking at the clock around 7 and counting down the minutes till 8 p.m. which is officially book time then bed time. I don’t remember being this tired last year. 36 = the start of slowing down. It’s ridiculous, I feel like a grandma lately!

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