Boy, it would be great to be Gumby, that tall character who always seemed to be limber and bendable. Somehow I have lost that flexibility and range of motion that I just took for granted when I was younger.
I do remember long sessions of yard work leaving me feeling a bit stiff and sore in the past, but the bending, stooping and hauling this past long weekend, left me, once again, feeling like a Mack truck sped over me, and then backed up for good measure.
So, this morning, before I headed out the door, I started doing some stretches. My muscles screamed “what the *&^% are you doing to us?” I said “shush, I’m gettin’ geared up for the weekend!”
Oh, to have the Gumby-esque flexibility of my youth, an era when I enjoyed Gumby and Pokey on the tube.
Youth … how sweet it is.
As to feeling flexible, (as opposed to feeling like a limp dishrag), it’s all about baby steps … a little bending here, a few stretches there … hey, walking may be great overall exercise, but it sure doesn’t keep you limber.
And, so it goes … back in the saddle as to the job. I must confess, it sure felt nice to sit down all day and be a princess pecking away at the keyboard and pounding the pavement on my morning walk. I am such a creature of habit and I do like my regular routine.
As to walking, today I passed 400 miles walked in 2017. I must catch up on those valuable steps lost in the blur that was the month of June.
Onward and upward.
[Image of Gumby and Pokey by Erika Wittlieb from Pixabay]