Those who follow my current blog posts
know I've been doing a little rehabbing. It's going well and I am walking short distances without a cane.
Even before that, my son and I got a family
membership at the local YMCA. It was convenient, only a few minutes from my
home. Had I realized what a membership had to offer, I would have joined long
ago.
I remember being nineteen-years-old and taking my
first college physical education course. The coach talked about how the body
hits its peak in your twenties and by thirty, without proper maintenance, it is on a downhill journey.
"Hah," I thought. "Not me."
I was sure I would be young forever--effortlessly.
Many, many years later I was discussing this matter
with Dr. Scott Morris of The Church Health Center in Memphis, http://www.churchhealthcenter.org/
. He said something I never really considered. Dr. Morris said that God created
our bodies for movement.
I never really thought about it like that. If God
created our bodies for movement, why was I acting like a couch potato?
I have lots of excuses, some legitimate, some are not.
The bottom line is, I feel better after going to the
gym. Yeah, I'm sweaty and sore and all that, but there are benefits, too. There are those
endorphins running through my body, almost immediately making me feel more happy. I sleep better at night and feel more rested the next day. Of course, there
are the health benefits, a stronger body, stamina, range of motion, and if one's lucky, you'll lose a pound or two.
I have more to say about exercise and the YMCA, but that's all
for today.
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