Saturday, June 29, 2013
I have to tell you that I have always been a low energy person. Probably at 60, I have more energy than I did in my 30s or even my 20s. It certainly never occurred to me to exercise at those younger ages. I just didn't think I had the time and of course the energy to do so.
At my fitness club there is a trainer, Jonathan, probably in his 30s who literally bounds with energy. I wish he would bottle some and sell it to me. I try to avoid his spin classes because frankly he moves too fast for my speed. Also, I am always the oldest person in the class. There may be one forty something person but the rest are definitely in their 20s or 30s. They say age is just a number, well perhaps but when you are outnumbered you can feel like Grandma Moses. I sure did the last time I was in Jonathan's class.
Well, it is the Canada Day weekend (is that an oxymoron?) and the gym has limited classes. It was do Jonathan's spin class or not have a hard workout until Monday. So, I went and yes I was the oldest in the class. This time I felt fierce being the oldest in the class. I kept up and if we weren't on stationary bikes some of those young'uns would have had to eat my dust man!
I always have said, "I am slow but worth waiting for" but it has been worth the wait and the lost weight not to be so darn slow!