I'm 60 and I don't get to go to kickboxing anymore, because of degenerative bone issues, but I'm blessed with high bone density and strong muscles (both were built over years), but I miss one of my kickboxing coaches Jaime who used to always say "Count Them Out!!"
She made us count the reps out loud. This is hard because our heart rate was so high, doing the push ups and jumping jack and toe touch crunches. Those were the days! Oh how I miss that.
At the same time, I'm thankful for what I can do, both lifting and cardio that is not high impact.
I still count out my reps, and I do 5 sets of any limited exercise I have access to, with the exception of things I can do more of like 20-30 pushups per set, etc.
My favorite saying to people who still get to do the things I can't is "It's a blessing, you GET to do that!" and it makes me glad I did things when I could.
Randy and I were just chatting last night when he got home from his run. I asked him where he went and he answered "the same route." I said "Oh, I miss that so much!!" and cried a little. He said he thinks about how he would feel if he suddenly got that rug pulled out from under him, and he touched the tears rolling down my face.
We have lived here nearly the whole time we've been married, and have so many memories running in all directions around here. I've got some great memories training for marathons and ultra marathons and the 50 miler I once did.
Those memories are blessings, and the work and discipline all those years still serves me well today.
It's just a new season.
And no matter what the season is, or what the food is we are eating, we must also "Count Them Out!!!"