It seems as though it’s been some time since I’ve posted.. Lazy.. ha… not really, just felt I haven’t had much to write.
I realized two things today. I felt young and I’m moving.
I was standing looking out my office window and I felt young. Like early twenties young. Physically and mentally. I just felt young. It was weird. I’m sure we all get that feeling once in a while, but today it really stuck with me. It must come with age.
I also realize I’m able to move. I have the ability to move. We all do. Some do it well. Some don’t. I played volleyball tonight and I’ll be honest, I was probably close to if not twice as old as most of the people on my team. To me, not a big deal. I was able to keep up (I think). But after I got home I realized I can still move. I’m closer to fifty than I am to forty and I know some people that can’t do that at my age or even half my age.
I feel most of it I owe to discovering a healthy lifestyle. It’s been about a dozen years since I’ve started a ‘healthier’ lifestyle and moved from about 30% body-fat to less than half that and whatever I’m at now. Kettlebells are a big part (ask anyone who knows me), other fitness tools and somewhat diet (I don’t really watch what I eat – I should). At times I have great dreams of getting an SFG or RKC certification, but I have some little issues I need to deal with first.
I want to point out I am by no means an athlete. At this point in my life I’m training to be able feel young and to move.
It seems to be working. For an old guy.