Well, since we're both such powerful influences on each other's lives, it was no surprise to anyone that when I picked up the "fitness phase" of my life that my mother was soon to follow. Whatever I'm INTO, she has to be INTO. So, while I'm trying to acquire my pilates certification and work a teaching schedule around my life, she decided to join "senior stretch and strength" at her local gym.
One day last week Mom called me, all excited.
Mom: "You'll never believe it! I can't believe how good I feel!"
Me: "That's great. What did you do?"
Mom: "I went to exercise class, even though I felt awful this morning. I didn't sleep well. I dragged myself out of bed. I really felt like: 63 year old leftover tuna. My shirt didn't flatter my coloring. And my hair was all sticky-uppy. But I still went! "
Me: (laughing uproariously) leftover tuna? and you still went?
Mom: I did. And I felt GREAT afterwards. I'm still amazed. I didn't realize that could happen!
Me: (still laughing) Didn't I ever tell you that? By the way, do you have old tuna in the fridge? ..
Go Mom!! Fight that osteoporosis! Ward off stiff joints! Yeah seniors!