When I first retired, way back in the fall of 2006, at the very young age of 59, I was delighted to have the opportunity to go to the gym every single day. In the middle of the morning. What a treat! I was finally able to attend to my physical well-being, and all the new activity did result in my becoming as fit as I had ever been - and pretty much as fit as I have ever been to this day.
I had not realized how much energy I had poured into my job for decades - actually increasing that activity as family demands decreased with the maturing of my children. Strangely enough, that epiphany at my advanced age did happen - I am a person who is easily bored and seem to require a whole panoply of ideas and tasks to keep myself from sinking into a black hole.
I actually have wondered - am I really an ADD type of person?
Now, at 72, I am beginning to run out of gas. My active minutes, as recorded on my Fitbit, are pretty much limited to about 45 to 50 minutes per 24 hour period. My poor brain gets no relief, but the body is starting to warn me to slack off a bit. I am convinced that going to the gym every single day is definitely in my rearview mirror. "Active," not so much. "Engaged," yep.
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