I'm taking a class on exercise and diet
as it relates to metabolism and health.
Today as I tried to balance on a ball
I caught myself looking in the mirror
at my aging body and my condition.
I am no longer the young physically fit
dancer with the world ahead of me but I'm
nearing the end of my journey in this life.
As my younger husband loves to tell me...
"We aren't getting any younger." It's true.
I can no longer do situps or pushups or
even dance as I once did so easily. That
brought tears to my eyes but it doesn't
help anything get better. I must resolve
to pursue improving my condition daily.