A husband and wife are getting ready for bed. The wife is standing in front of a full-length mirror taking a hard look at herself.
"You know, dear," she says, "I look in the mirror, and I see an old woman. My face is all wrinkled, my hair is gray, my shoulders are hunched over, I've got fat legs, and my arms are all flabby." She turns to her husband and says, "Tell me something positive to make me feel better about myself."
He studies hard for a moment thinking about it and then says in a soft, thoughtful voice, "Well, there's nothing wrong with your eyesight."
Okay, maybe a few wrinkles....and yes my eyes are going (I had to bump the reading glasses up to 125 last winter). I haven't any gray hairs yet and my posture is still in tact. I have always had great posture. But, my upper arms are no longer toned and defined.
Okay, okay! The upper 3/4 of my body is no longer toned and well defined! Everything above my knees, with the exception of my nose, ears and fingers, has betrayed me. And although I have a "sick" thyroid and my doctor has assured me time and again that all will be back to normal once we get the Synthroid dosage worked out, I know I will never be my "old" young self again.
No, those days are gone. But it is nice to know that my husband is growing old right along side me. And, there is some comfort in being able to blame this body on a "sick" thyroid. And yet again, we are approaching warmer weather and, once again, I must shed my sweaters and come out from behind my long sleeves.
About two years ago, I noticed my balance was off. I took up yoga. They said it would help tone and strengthen my body as well. I feel better balanced, but it has done nothing for my muscle tone and flubber weight. I started exercising. Not a lot mind you; I hate strenuous exercise. I walk, run the stairs, standing leg curls, inner and outer thigh strengtheners, sit-ups, etc., but nothing strenuous or laboring and I don't use weights. Maybe I should.....maybe that will be next.
Anyway, I noticed how my husband and I have reached that point in life when the body begins to brake down, stops producing the proper (amounts of) hormones and enzymes and no longer works as well as it used to. And although we are changing; limbs growing flabby, tummys are no longer flat and crows feet are well in place, we look at each other and still love what we see.
Have a beautiful day......