A couple weeks ago, I have having my hair done, and my wonderful hair dresser and I were discussing how my hair was changing as I got older: I’ve inherited Ma‘s matted dog curl, which adds irregular waves, primarily in back, and I have a pieces of what I affectionately refer to as “tinsel”, which are “silver” and stick out in crazy angles. I can say that I only have a few of these anarchist pieces: The only ones that count are the ones that I can see!
Around the same time as that haircut, I started 30 Day Shred.
I figured I needed to jump start getting back into shape since injury forced me to give up the gym. I made it through day six, and I bragged to my friend Amy about how strong I was feeling. The next morning I woke up with a raging case of tendinitis in both elbows.
My first thought was, “I’m not 20 any more.” Saying that out loud made me realize that once again my perception of the past isn’t quite accurate.
When I was in my 20s, I was a couch potato. My exercise was walking to the fridge. At one point I noticed that when I went to the library, I didn’t want to look at the books on the bottom shelf. Gradually, it was more and more painful to bend my knees at all. The doctor diagnosed me with patella tendinitis in both knees … and I hadn’t been active at all!
In thinking about it, I feel better that at least this time the pain was caused by tons of exercise. Wow, “they” were right about taking days off in between strength training sessions to prevent injury. Someone should tell Jillian Michaels!
What makes you appreciate your life more now than when you were in your 20s? or Are there any more creative terms out there for “tinsel”?