
When I young, too many years ago, I would occasionally hear one well-matured person or another comment “old age is not for sissies.” I heard it more often as my own mother struggled to retain her independence.
These days I find myself muttering the same words, and also those of Dylan Thomas who wrote: Do not go gentle into that good night, old age should burn and rave at close of day; rage, rage at the dying of the light.
I’ve worked hard at keeping my brain sharp and up-to-date with what’s going on in the world today. And I joke that my third-floor apartment. with no elevator, and a dog to walk five times a day, are my fool-proof exercise plans.
That’s all good, but my recent inability to take a small step down on uneven ground, because I was afraid I would lose my balance and fall, had nothing to do with stairs or walking.
“Try Tai Chi,” my former journalism colleague Charlie Trentelman, told me.
So, I ordered a digital video copy of Tai Chi lessons that focuses on balance for older people. I participated in the first class this morning.
In it, we beginners got to hold on to a chair, or even sit in it for some exercises. Piece of cake, I thought, as the demonstrations began. Ha! I had to sit out a couple of the exercises because I pooped out. I was straining muscles I didn’t even know I had.
And when it came to the point in the video where the instructor said we could end our first lesson here if we were tired, or continue on, I opted to halt the video.
I’ll try again tomorrow. I’m not a sissy.
Pat Bean is a retired award-winning journalist who lives in Tucson with her canine companion, Scamp. She is a wondering-wanderer, avid reader, enthusiastic birder, Lonely Planet Community Pathfinder, Story Circle Network board member, author of Travels with Maggie available on Amazon (Free on Kindle Unlimited), and is always searching for life’s silver lining.
I hear yah, Pat. Doing much the same. Always wanted to try Tai chi as well, but between my temporary guests, the house, an aging dog and equally aging hubby as well as my blog, im exhausted. I finally gave up riding my motorcycle at age 71 but got a gift of a motorcycle with a dog in a basket with that saying on it. I remember my mother who passed at age 96 saying the same. It’s true.
Now that might be something for Mary and me, too!
keep it up, Pat. I’m taking a balance class and line dancing, and I know what you mean about the muscles. Where have they been all my life?
I appreciate your musings in your well written posts!
It is a very warm read about your practice but also the way you approach life 🙂 good read!
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https://appamprawns.wordpress.com/2021/12/04/growing-pains/