I recall my father saying to me when he was in his 70’s and 80’s: “My skeleton hurts.” I let it slide by, not understanding, not caring to understand. That’s the arrogance and breeziness of youth.
Now I understand. My skeleton hurts. I guess I inherited it from him.
So, in addition to this being the year of living passionately, this is also the year of the bod. My bod.
My motto for 2017: My Body Is My Business. In the way that a dancer’s body is her business. It’s the focus of her life. If she gets injured, she’s out of business. So, she makes her body her business: she cares for it, trains it, rests it, exercises it, celebrates it. Does whatever she needs to, to stay in business.
I have been graced with a long life and I need my bod now more than ever. I want to live fuller than I ever have before.
This requires a body that doesn’t hurt. So I’m adopting the dancer mentality: my body is my life. Yoga and Pilates Gyrotonic are nonnegotiable, five days a week. Shedding the excess weight to liberate my joints is another. And then: walking.
I’ve got a lot of living to do.