I must admit that aging is becoming an interesting ride, to say the least. I am NOT amused by the realization that my daily exercise routine has become habit late enough in my game that I do not lose pounds. My body has decided that rearranging existing poundage and adding muscle weight to the total number is the way to go. The gradual loss of elasticity in ones skin is quite fascinating...especially to curious children who are also entertained by just how far their finger goes in when poking the back of your upper arm. They also like to experiment to see if something can be held in the pockets on the back of your elbows. Despite the potential for these things to disturb me greatly, I am more amused by them. The thing that does disturb me, and I must admit I will not list among those things for which I am grateful is my loss of inches in height! At my grandest height, I was a towering 58 & 1/2. In January, I had shrunk to 57 & 1/2. I am disturbed to admit that I was measured today at 56 & 3/4. At this rate, I might very well shrink back to my height at birth!
Posted on: Tue, 19 Nov 2013 05:44:46 +0000