Use It or Lose It

Each morning the kid are at swim practice, I try to do an hour or so of water aerobics.  Last week, our teacher focused on arms for two days in a row.  Saturday I felt my arms weighed 400 pounds a piece.

I am amazed at how whimpy I feel when I am trying to do right by my body.  Too bad my body isn't committed to this kind of treatment, itself. 

I always feel better afterwards, at least a day or two later.  But exercising in the water is sure easier on my knees than running, or even walking hard for an hour.  I realize that I'll never be a size 6--or even a size 10, for that matter.  But I do feel better when my jeans a little looser and my joints don't ache.

This old body is going to give out at some point anyhow--regardless of what I do to preserve it.  But I am really hoping it will keep working for me as long as possible.  I have some friends and family who aren't the best poster-children for getting old.  And they dont' make it look at all appealing.  So back to the pool I go, not only to drop off kids, but for my own exercise as well.