At any given 5:00 am Fuse class, I am likely the oldest person working out in the room. Make no mistake, I am treated equally–Matt gets after me just like everyone else. While I hardly see 51 as “old,” I certainly feel the effects of aging and often wonder how I will keep up with the younger set. Muscles take longer to both warm up and recover; joints ache with greater frequency; belly jiggle sticks in spite of efforts that have worked before. Essentially, I have entered that time of life when the great “pause” allows for physical changes that both bewilder and occasionally discourage.
Lately, my curiosity and slight desperation has driven me to immerse myself in the topic of Menopause. I have learned the critical reality that the loss of estrogen and its reception to be an inevitable part of the aging process, the consequences of which include a changing body and its capabilities. Much to my chagrin, there is no fountain of youth that can turn back time. Anyone selling that reality is lying. I am coming to accept that as much as I can’t control the proverbial biological clock, I can choose how I react to it. So then, I choose to be active in any way I can. I choose to be the strongest version of myself. For now, that includes lifting–heavy.
Thanks to the Fuse programming, Coach Matt, and a feisty collection of badass, wonderfully supportive women, I am the strongest I have EVER been. I can lift, pull, push, drag, throw heavier than I have ever been able to in the past. It’s quite exhilarating, to be honest. It allows me to move that much more confidently in the world.
I would be lying if I said that my efforts weren’t to manage a bit of vanity that plagues me. I would love to fit in the jeans I used to wear 6 years ago. However, my intentions fortunately lean towards a higher purpose these days. In spite of me entering my 5th decade, I have no intention of slowing down. I plan to keep moving as long, jumping as high, and lifting as heavy as I can until my body says otherwise. If I can inspire others to do the same, then all the better.
PS. Special thanks to team “It’s Still 5 o’clock,” my badass lady gang consisting of Kristi Romo and Dani Harris. Your love, strength, and compassion help to make all happen.