I am so excited to be presenting a series of articles on bone health. I sure do have a lot of ideas! I intend for these articles to be informative, entertaining, and frequently viewed from the perspective of an “old bag of bones” to whom I am related – my grandma, Kora.
At nearly 105 years of age, she has a lot to offer in terms of sage advice about health. No, she is not a doctor, but she did raise two of them! Close enough, right? Seriously, these articles will be tempered with just the right amount of fun, flair, and information that you can apply as it pertains to you. And if Kora happens to make you laugh along the way, I could not be happier. After all, laughter is the best medicine!
Now, as much as I hate to admit it, I am 45 years of age. The number bothers me more than anything else. Physically and emotionally, I feel as fit as a 25-year-old. I truly do. At the risk of sounding a bit pompous, I attribute those good feelings to the fact that I have been exercising virtually daily since age 12. I think I have missed a few days for various illnesses, like the stomach flu or something, and I know I took off three days for each of the three babies I had, and then I had foot and knee surgery (due to accidents, not age!) within the last few years, and I took off about two days for each of those events, too.
Other than that, I have not missed a day, and I usually work out at least two hours per day. That alone helps me emotionally and physically, but I have recently tuned into the fact that it has helped my bone health dramatically.
Many of my friends are what I would call “weekend exercisers.” They exercise when they feel they have time and when the urge strikes. Those who are in their 40s, and some even in their 30s, seem to issue regular complaints that their joints hurt or that their feet hurt, or that some bone in their body aches. I then think about myself in relation to their complaints. Truly, I have no physical complaints that constantly plague me. Short of genetics, there have to be other variables that come into play with that.
I look to my grandma, Kora, who has done her “exercises” for as long as I can remember.