Becoming an almost 40 year old woman is NOT what I signed up for. For the past 10 years, I have told myself over and over... "you need to exercise and get fit"... "it will help your aches and pains".... "plus, you will look and feel sexier!!"
But, each time I tried an exercise routine... I would continue for a few days.... than life would get in the way (or I would LET life interrupt my exercise) and I would quit.
Now, finally, I have stuck to an exercise program for a few weeks and I am starting to feel (and see) the results. I started by walking on the treadmill for at least 30 minutes for at least three days a week. Occasionally I would walk longer. Than, I increased it to more than three days a week and more than 30 minutes if I felt energetic enough.
Now... I can walk at a very brisk pace (and even run for intervals of 2-3 minutes) for 30 to 50 minutes every day. AND my knees don't hurt! And I am wide awake every morning with no need to sleep in. When I am walking at a slower pace on the treadmill, I move my arms and torso so that I am exercising those areas while I catch my breath by walking slower... kinda keeping my heart rate up AND using muscles that I normally would not use in just plain walking. I am also doing some light weight lifting and stretching exercises to strengthen my joints and "lift" areas that need lifting (like buttocks and chest).
Lately, I have felt stronger, more energetic, and definitely more alive! I am thinking that I might be starting a NEW addiction! A healthy habit! A love affair with physical fitness! I am reading books on it, watching shows on it... I even checked out the local college to see what classes would be needed to become a personal fitness trainer. Hmmmm... I think I am on to something here! :-)
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Whatever Happened?
Whatever happened to the quickening of my heart?
The fluttering of nervous butterfly’s?
Whenever we’re apart?
What ever happened to holding hands?
Walking in the moonlight?
Sighing on the sand?
Whatever happened to the way you spoke my name?
How it melted my heart?
Will I ever feel the same?
Whatever happened, it’s all been swept away
Time to move on
The beginning of another day.
--- Anna~
The fluttering of nervous butterfly’s?
Whenever we’re apart?
What ever happened to holding hands?
Walking in the moonlight?
Sighing on the sand?
Whatever happened to the way you spoke my name?
How it melted my heart?
Will I ever feel the same?
Whatever happened, it’s all been swept away
Time to move on
The beginning of another day.
--- Anna~
Airplane....
I was looking through some things that I have written in the past.. journal entries, notes, letters, etc. And I found a journal entry about my very first (and only) ride in an airplane. So, I am re-writing it here below:
I am high above the clouds. They look like wind blown snow. I am level with the sunsets colors, like a pastel rainbow reflecting off a lake.
At first, I could see the cars and buildings get smaller and smaller. Then I could see the golf course and a lake. A row of yellow and white top school buses, parked in a lot reminded me of matchsticks lain in a row.
The plane makes a lot of turns, with the left wing dipping way down and then the right one. When that happens I get a very Swirly felling in my head but it passes quickly.
People get up and walk around like on a bus, I can't imagine how that must feel! Sometimes if feels like a bumpy road. Not bad, just bumpy.
We waited a long time in a long line. The lady behind me said maybe we are going to drive all the way there. I thought that was very funny. The plane was real loud at first. I had the earplugs in. But, though we rose up fast, the pressure wasn't too bad.
I'm hoping the landing is very similar. A gentleman behind me spoke about how choppy the wind is when you land in Las Vegas because of all the desert winds. I hope that isn't the case. I think I will watch the clouds for awhile.
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Over Lake Michigan now, the clouds are alot fuzzier here. Smeared white paint on a dark background. The ride is getting bumpy... makes it hard to write.
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Farmlands, like a patchwork quilt, stretch out for miles and miles. Ribbons of roads stretch like rulers through the fields. Cracks in the patches show where creeks and rivers gouge their path.
I wonder if I will see another plane now that we are up here so far above the clouds. Like another layer to existence, everything looks different up here.
*********************************************************************************
We are passing a storm it seems. It has gotten bouncy again and I can see lightening. I've also just seen another plane. Not the shape of it, but the flashing lights that you see when you are standing on "terra-firma". I am going to watch the light show for awhile.
*********************************************************************************
It must be really cold up here. There is frost forming on the outside window, like crystal art etched in glass. I can see tiny clusters of lights far below. It is kinda like star gazing... in reverse.
The larger clusters of lights remind me of the dying embers of a campfire with no flames, just glowing embers.
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An Awesome Flight
Nervous tension
Hands are damp
Ears are plugged
teeth are clamped.
Lights go dim
The engine roars
Down the lane
the airplane soars
Wings outstretched
like a shiny bird
The idea to some
is quite absurd.
The cars grow small
the pressure builds
Hearts beat faster
Conversation stills.
Above the clouds now
Sky is blue
Settling in
not much to do.
Below the clouds
light clusters glow
Sleeping cities
Far below.
With gentle bumps
the airplane rides
through the dark
and windy skys
Through the dusk
and into night
It really was
An Awesome Flight.
-- Anna 2005
I am high above the clouds. They look like wind blown snow. I am level with the sunsets colors, like a pastel rainbow reflecting off a lake.
At first, I could see the cars and buildings get smaller and smaller. Then I could see the golf course and a lake. A row of yellow and white top school buses, parked in a lot reminded me of matchsticks lain in a row.
The plane makes a lot of turns, with the left wing dipping way down and then the right one. When that happens I get a very Swirly felling in my head but it passes quickly.
People get up and walk around like on a bus, I can't imagine how that must feel! Sometimes if feels like a bumpy road. Not bad, just bumpy.
We waited a long time in a long line. The lady behind me said maybe we are going to drive all the way there. I thought that was very funny. The plane was real loud at first. I had the earplugs in. But, though we rose up fast, the pressure wasn't too bad.
I'm hoping the landing is very similar. A gentleman behind me spoke about how choppy the wind is when you land in Las Vegas because of all the desert winds. I hope that isn't the case. I think I will watch the clouds for awhile.
*********************************************************************************
Over Lake Michigan now, the clouds are alot fuzzier here. Smeared white paint on a dark background. The ride is getting bumpy... makes it hard to write.
*********************************************************************************
Farmlands, like a patchwork quilt, stretch out for miles and miles. Ribbons of roads stretch like rulers through the fields. Cracks in the patches show where creeks and rivers gouge their path.
I wonder if I will see another plane now that we are up here so far above the clouds. Like another layer to existence, everything looks different up here.
*********************************************************************************
We are passing a storm it seems. It has gotten bouncy again and I can see lightening. I've also just seen another plane. Not the shape of it, but the flashing lights that you see when you are standing on "terra-firma". I am going to watch the light show for awhile.
*********************************************************************************
It must be really cold up here. There is frost forming on the outside window, like crystal art etched in glass. I can see tiny clusters of lights far below. It is kinda like star gazing... in reverse.
The larger clusters of lights remind me of the dying embers of a campfire with no flames, just glowing embers.
**********************************************************************************
An Awesome Flight
Nervous tension
Hands are damp
Ears are plugged
teeth are clamped.
Lights go dim
The engine roars
Down the lane
the airplane soars
Wings outstretched
like a shiny bird
The idea to some
is quite absurd.
The cars grow small
the pressure builds
Hearts beat faster
Conversation stills.
Above the clouds now
Sky is blue
Settling in
not much to do.
Below the clouds
light clusters glow
Sleeping cities
Far below.
With gentle bumps
the airplane rides
through the dark
and windy skys
Through the dusk
and into night
It really was
An Awesome Flight.
-- Anna 2005
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