Daily Thoughts

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Daily Thoughts

Sitting on my favorite bench at the park. Well, most of them are favorites… sitting is my favorite.

I walk daily because my doctor told me, in no loose terms, that walking was a ‘do it, or lose it’, at my age. So, the walk to the park and the walk back is my “walk.” The benches there are my entertainment.

Week days most of the walkers are older. Older’s sometimes come with a partner, or group, and often stop and do exercises when they get to the picnic area. I get a kick out of watching. It’s not like a gym class, it’s more like a pretend I’m doing it, and often a lot of laughing, class.

Weekends are interesting because the youngers often work work, on week days. Weekends, their groups really exercise. Usually with a “leader,” who stands in front and keeps it real.

The weekday groups are more fun… and laughter. People my age, or more, who you can tell have rarely exercised before. Many, a bit overweight, if not a lot… and obviously not exercising for “fun.” But having fun.

I love to watch them trying to keep up, while their hair and arms fly around and they run into each other. I know, I shouldn’t laugh. But it’s so delightful!

One of the “teachers” always has her group hold hands and form a circle, then they hop around like a giant wheel as they kick up “left” then “right” until someone inevitably trips and falls down. And then, every time, the whole group falls down, laughing and laughing!

It gives me so much pleasure, telling me that being old is not the end of fun. I just might find out how to join that group one day. Just not today, no, not today.