10 reasons I don’t like it 104


Lillies

Lillies (Photo credit: firexbrat)

1. It’s scary, it’s never even been 100 in Ohio! It’s been 104 for a couple of days.

2. I can’t take my 3 mile walk. Too steamy hot.

3. The electricity went off for 24 hours. Living life without TV and the internet is Hell.

4. I am hot, and I never get hot! It’s hotter than Hell! If Hell is like this, I am going to be very very good!

5. People are grumpy.

6. I don’t like to sweat. It’s messy.

7. My air conditioning never has gone all the way to my upstairs, and I like to sleep covered with blankets. I also am a big cuddler, but not in the heat!

8. I can’t ride my bike, cause I’ll get dizzy and pass out. (Almost did! )

9. My flowers aren’t happy. (They refuse to bloom like usual…my Day Lillie are pretty upset. They’re all closed up.

10. There are little noisy creatures swimming in the indoor pool at my Health club. I think they refer to them as children.

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Prejudice is alive and well


Today I went to my health club. When I got into the sauna there were two men spewing prejudice . One was black and the other was white. They were really getting excited.

I couldn’t believe what they were saying. They were both talking about how they resent the Somalian people who live in Columbus. There’s quite a large population living here.

” I hate those darn Somalian’s ,”said the black guy. ” They’re so stupid. And they’re pirates too. They’re so stupid that they got shot instead of giving up the boat they pirated,” he added.

“Yeah, if I ever see one I’d shoot him on the spot,” said the white guy.

” The Somalians I’ve met are industrious people who work hard. I go to the library a lot, and I share the study room with a lot of them.  Besides, you shouldn’t categorize people. It’s dangerous to do that. It’s called prejudice,” I said.

” Industrious, right,” said the black man.

“Well, they get $10,000 just to live here,” piped up another guy.

“Yeah, I wished I’d get $10,000 just to show up,” said another.

At that point, I decided to vacate the premises. I didn’t want to get into it with people who were talking about shooting other people.

So, if you think prejudice isn’t still alive and well, guess again.

What would you have done?

Exercising with 20 and 30 somethings


A yoga class.

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My husband and I took the initiative to join a Health Club.   We knew it was time to really work on maintaining our youthful appearances, and our grown children were bugging us.( It was nice to know that they wanted us to survive well into our 100’s.)

The first Health Club we joined was convenient and inexpensive, but we found that you do get what you pay for. The yoga class consisted of  30 very old people laying on the floor and moving one leg at a time in a semi-circle. The steam room was one lonely shower stall with an on switch. The towel service was less than generous, one skimpy towel. The pool was  occasionally cloudy, and that couldn’t have been a good sign.

I finally convinced him to join the gym in the trendy shopping center. It looked like the Taj Mahal after being in the broken-down gym. It had two big pools, well-maintained gym equipment, and an endless supply of towels.

I was in for some culture shock when I went upstairs and saw the clientele. They were very well-shaped 20 and 30 somethings. The ladies had sculpted arms and the guys looked like they were competing in body building competitions. (There were also some average looking people, but I was now one of the oldest clients).

After trying some classes, I was in for another shock; I couldn’t keep up.

Luckily, I found a good place for myself, the aerobics swim classes. There were other people my age, and I fit right in. Water is a great medium to exercise in when your older. There were some challenging classes: aerobics and biking in the water. It’s great for your heart rate.

Not a person that gives up easily, I still went upstairs. I found something I’d done before, bike spinning.  You ride stationary bikes while music plays. I felt like part of the class until the leader came up and asked me if I was all right. (After a few classes, he figured out that although I was older, I wasn’t weak). After a few classes I began to appreciate the loud music although I try my best not to concentrate on the lyrics.

The twenty or thirty somethings don’t mind sharing space with me, and treat me just like an equal. They’ll even assist me when I have a problem with a machine.

I’m happy to say the yoga class consists of doing all the moves, not just lifting one leg at a time.

If you’re sitting on your couch, I would recommend you get up and at least take a walk. After that, drive to your favorite reputable Health Club. You can always modify your moves. Nobody will judge you.

Look for a place with a clean whirlpool, swimming pool, and sauna. You will feel like a sexy revitalized baby-boomer when you are done.

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