This morning while Holland was sleeping upstairs, I got busy in the spare bunk room stretching muscles and burning fat (a slow burn, but slow & steady still counts 😉).
Since remarrying, I have been in sedentary mode due to my husband's disability limitations - my new sedentary mode life has caused me to regain all the weight I had shed during the months of impending widowhood. From the winter of 2018 to the winter of 2022, I had faithfully been careful to maintain a weight my body was comfortable with, at the age I am at … and now that I am several years past 62, with a new husband that loves fatty food, my aging body is telling me that I need to shed those extra pounds, again.
I'm okay with that notification.
And I have the time to do it, at the moment - we are hunkered down in one place for a while. And I'm taking [space] from life's turmoil's.
I like to work my body to keep it limber and functionable.
I don't mind 'getting back at it'.
And I also want to burn calories and shed a few pounds: I seriously need to do that - it's not a vanity want, it's a health need. Plus, I have clothes in my closet I would like to wear again before passing years force me to cull them.
The asthma episodes have slowed down.
Allergy season has backed off.
It's time 👍
And it doesn't have to be a dreaded thing; toning the body can be enjoyable if it's entered into with fun-filled hope 💪😊
First, I stretched so my muscles wouldn't shockingly rebel against the push and pull on them - I was pleasingly gratified to take note that I could bend and easily touch my toes for 15 reps without too much rebelling from my couch potato stomach 👌😉
Then, I moved on to my weighty exercises:
I broke my stepper exercise down into three 10-minute sections: this is what works for me - it may slow the fat-burning down a bit, but my knees aren't what they used to be … and neither is my heart, or lungs. I monitor my heart rhythm and oxygen level to ease my husband's mind (I do not allow my physical limitations to handicap me); and I stop when they edge close to the caution area; the stepper is not like taking a leisurely stroll, or short hike, on a gravel or a paved trail.
I am determined to be a healthy, fit & toned sassy-pants again.