All my life I have possessed excess energy, excellent health and a positive outlook. These blessings have served me well, and except for the odd bout of some short-run malady or another, I have woken up every day (after a great sleep) ready to take it on!
My eldest uncle used to tell me, “Just wait Girlie… your time will come.” He believed that we age in decades and that midway through each one we begin to notice changes in our physical prowess and mental dexterity. He grimly noted that the last year of each 10 year cycle is indicative of what the next decade will be like. It’s worth noting that Tio Doug took care of himself and he lived for 99 happy years…
I used to scoff at his theory, but I am beginning to suspect that the old boy was on to something… At 50, my hysterectomy took care of “The Curse” but introduced me to hot flashes, and believe me… in this climate that takes on a whole new dimension! Once I resorted to HRT, things straightened out, but high BP became the next thing to be concerned about. In 2008, I really messed up my right knee and the left soon decided that it would join its partner joint and become what I now call: “the flaw in the design.”
Those knees put a stop to my early morning 6 K walks. For nearly 20 years I had met my friend Kathy at the Parque de las Americas and we kept each other on the straight and narrow. Without the daily exercise, the pounds have piled on at a frightening rate.
And this morning, here I sit propped up with pillows, enduring what must be the worst cold I’ve ever had. But truth be known… 20 years ago even with such a cold, I would have probably put in a full day’s work …
And so I have decided that if this last year of my fifties is to be the herald of what’s coming down the pike, it will be “turnaround” one. I am going to find a trainer who will goose-step my knees into some semblance of their former agility. Healthy choices will replace the tasty entrees that have become regular features at lunch time.
I feel that through my 50s the Fates confused me with some other Joanna. It’s time to set things straight… as soon as I am over the beastly cold, of course!