When I was in my 20’s I felt like I could work out as often as I wanted, for as long as I wanted at whatever intensity I chose that day. I could lift weights or run or go cycling. I could go heavy or go light, super set with little or no rest in-between, I could circuit train or take laps in between sets. Oh how I miss my twenties.
Now I am older and hopefully wiser and I have to plan ahead. I have to listen to my body and take what it will give me. I have to challenge my mind to go a little lighter for longer times. I walk instead of run, I wear braces when my body aches. I pay closer attention to the form and my range of motion when I work out. I combine walking with lifting soft weights strapped to my ankles to strengthen my legs and using soft dumb-bells to strengthen my arms. I am not the man I was when I was in my twenties. I have to be smarter about things.
When I was young, the more I would sweat the better. I could work on my feet and run to and from work. I would listen to music on my Walkman Tape Deck and had to change out the batteries every week, wait how old am I? Now I listen on my MP3 Player and I have to remember to recharge it once a week. When I was younger I had to count laps around the in-door track that I would run taking the stair in between laps. Now I have an iFit that does the counting for me. When I was in my Twenties, I would run for 30 to 45 minutes and pace myself to push through the wall of pain and like it. Now I walk until I hit 5,000 or 10,000 steps and then check my phone to make sure my blue-tooth link is still working.
I used to love working out. When I was young I thought I would live forever. Now I am little older and a little wiser. Every day is more precious and every work out is thought through a little better. When I was in my twenties, I would get up and workout and run from job to school and still go out at night; the weekends where a no stop blur. Now that I am a little older sometimes I think about working out on a Saturday but my body says, no today you will stay inside and relax.
When I was younger I would work all week and workout at night and then drag my musical equipment or DJ equipment out on the weekends and play a show or DJ a party and be on the move the whole time. Now I listen closely to the aches and pains of my body and I work through the pain in a slow and controlled manner, recovering from those nagging injuries. When I was younger I had nothing but time. Now I know that time is the great hunter and I have to fight against the dying of the light.
I used to love working out. Now get this straight. I still do. I have declared that I will be 21 forever. Call me crazy and tell me I need to grow up and be realistic. I will ask you one question; why? I will continue to learn how time affects my body. I will take what each day gives me and I will push for a little more. I will watch more closely how foods affect my workouts and my recovery, but I will not be held hostage by a fad diet. I will limit my caffeine and sugar in takes but I will not get into the protein vs carbohydrates debate. I now there is a fire in my belly that is the fuel for my workouts. Each drop of sweat comes at a higher price and it seems I need more Gatorade to quench my thirst.
I used to love working out and I still do. I am a little older and a little wiser and crazy enough to declare 21 forever. Against all odds, against all common sense; my mother used to tell me. “Keep on Living.” Now I tell it to her. I will keep on living. When I am Ninety Years old I intend to have Ten More good years before I slow down! You have to say it now, while you are young enough to still do something about it. No walkers for me, no strollers for me, no wheel chairs for me; I will continue to stay active and fight through the pain. I still love working out; I just have to be a little wiser about it.