Okaayyy…after four years of a keep-fit class, you’d have thought the co-ordination between my arms and legs would be spot on now, wouldn’t you?
Well, it’s not to be. I still have to focus so hard to get my arms to do what they’re supposed to when my legs are doing something entirely different.
This all started when I turned 59 in January 2015. It finally sunk in then, that I wasn’t getting any younger, wasn’t getting any thinner and wasn’t getting any fitter. Then I read about a local exercise group for the over 50s, at Sport In Desford. So along I trundled and duly signed up.
That was when it became apparent that the co-ordination between my arms and legs was virtually non-existent. By focusing on my legs they did what I wanted but my arms took on a life of their own. By focusing on my arms they did what I wanted, but my legs made hay while the cat was away.
Let’s try a little experiment. I’ll focus entirely on my legs while I type the next sentence. Dp yjos od ejsy js[[rmd ejrm ,u jsmfd fp ejsy yjru jsbr gtrr trohm.
Ah…legs now doing what they want, so normal service resumes with my hands.
My exercise instructor Melanie Tee says that although some people believe exercise classes aren’t for the over 50s, at this stage of my life they are more important than ever. She says regular exercise as we grow older can help boost energy, maintain independence and help manage symptoms and pain.
And d’you know what? I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every minute of every hour-long class since February 2015.
And I definitely feel better for it. I may be 63 now, but in my mind I’m still 25.
Oh, hang on…legs are demanding attention again. Dp jrtr er hp shsom.
Well, it’s not to be. I still have to focus so hard to get my arms to do what they’re supposed to when my legs are doing something entirely different.
This all started when I turned 59 in January 2015. It finally sunk in then, that I wasn’t getting any younger, wasn’t getting any thinner and wasn’t getting any fitter. Then I read about a local exercise group for the over 50s, at Sport In Desford. So along I trundled and duly signed up.
That was when it became apparent that the co-ordination between my arms and legs was virtually non-existent. By focusing on my legs they did what I wanted but my arms took on a life of their own. By focusing on my arms they did what I wanted, but my legs made hay while the cat was away.
Let’s try a little experiment. I’ll focus entirely on my legs while I type the next sentence. Dp yjos od ejsy js[[rmd ejrm ,u jsmfd fp ejsy yjru jsbr gtrr trohm.
Ah…legs now doing what they want, so normal service resumes with my hands.
My exercise instructor Melanie Tee says that although some people believe exercise classes aren’t for the over 50s, at this stage of my life they are more important than ever. She says regular exercise as we grow older can help boost energy, maintain independence and help manage symptoms and pain.
And d’you know what? I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every minute of every hour-long class since February 2015.
And I definitely feel better for it. I may be 63 now, but in my mind I’m still 25.
Oh, hang on…legs are demanding attention again. Dp jrtr er hp shsom.
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