Letting yourself go

As I exited the grocery store tonight, I walked past a middle-aged couple. I hesitated before I did, thinking it might not be polite to breeze right by them in the narrow aisle. But I was in a hurry, and…

It looked like they were in pain when they moved. Seriously, they struggled to put one foot in front of the other.

I don’t know their story. Maybe they have a perfectly good explanation. But let’s be honest. They probably don’t.

I’m assuming they don’t. It will help get my point across.

Letting yourself go

Here are two folks who just let themselves go. Somewhere along the line, they just accepted the fact that they were going to get old, gradually slipping into the stereotype we place on all elders in our society. They’re old & slow. Their joints ache. They’re always forgetting stuff. Medication becomes the daily routine (if they remember to take it).

I know. I know. There are physiological changes that take place with age. You can’t prevent some of those things from happening. You can’t deny science.

I say !&#% science.

(and I even have a degree in Exercise/Sport Science)

What if we’ve just been brainwashed since birth to believe that’s how it’s supposed to work?

Never let anyone tell you it’s OK to just accept something.