It’s a hazy September day and in spite of this I feel thoughtful.
My body doesn’t feel the same as it used to. Sure, I’m exercising more vigorously with my new trainer, and so it makes sense I would feel different. But yesterday, when I told Michelle that I had a pain in my side, she was way more concerned than I thought she would be. I wasn’t concerned, as most of the movements we did were fine. It was hard to pin down what motion was causing me pain so I figured it couldn’t be too serious. But inwardly, a familiar voice chided, “Oh yes, this is how it happens—you pull something and then are in pain forever. Why are you doing this? Shouldn’t you stop while you’re ahead?”
I’m happy to report that today I’m not any worse. In fact, when I laid down on the floor this morning and stretched, although it was initially more difficult to put my arms above my head, eventually my body loosened up and I was able to do most everything I wanted to do, pain-free.
However, my body is changing. I’m not only getting in shape, it’s undeniable that I’m getting older. I am standing up straighter, fighting the downward pull, but I have to say, it fights back. I have a sheet somewhere that describes the downward pull of gravity on our bodies. I can’t find it right now. It tickles me to think of these different feelings in my body being the result of an internal battle with gravity.
I am sleepy now but as I prepare to rest, I am wondering how you deal with downward pull? We have to help each other—I want to stay upright as long as possible! Please share.
