Day Twenty-Eight...The Joys Of Getting Older

Hi.

I mentioned in yesterday's blog that I was doing a run with my lululemon running club.. My toenails were ready..my feel felt great...then I started to run. We chose which group we wanted to run with...the 9-10 minute mile group, the 11-12 minute mile group (each running 4 1/2 miles) or the 3 mile group. Big shot Wolffie chose the 9-10 group. A piece of cake. I usually run a 9 1/2 -10 minute mile when I run in the morning. I learned that i can't at night. After our warm-up, we started the course. I think they started out faster than I am used to. I got tired after about 1 1/2 miles. I slowed down..hit the volume up on my nano and ran alone. I got to the part where Aly, our trainer, wanted us to speed up..No problem until the hill..oy vey!!! I proceeded on the course running at a good pace..singing along the way in between chanting, "You can do this, you can do this." I made it to the last 1/4 mile where she wanted us to sprint..I hauled as*. It felt awesome. Euphoric.

When I got home I was exhausted. That run took it out of me. I stared to feel a bit achy especially in the groin area where I had been injured. I popped 3 Advil and slept like a baby. Morning came and my shin feels funky, the groin okay.. It sucks getting old. I pride myself on being able to run, staying up with my younger running partner and usually keeping up with the pack in the running club. But today...I am feeling the stakes of getting older and having a menopausal body.. Why is it that when I push myself ,I hurt myself? The aches and the pains screw with my head. I am praying that this old body will be okay for tomorrow's for run. Maybe what I am feeling if stiffness. I sure hope so, because I have become passionate about running. Do I find another hobby that requires less activity? Basket weaving? Online solitaire?

Why listen to Wolffie? Because I get it. About 7 months ago I changed my hormone therapy. I used to take drops and there were studies that they caused health risks. I can't afford to screw around. I went on creme based bio identicals. Within a week I put on 4 pounds. Horror!!!My clothes fit snug and I felt bloated. I called my doctor and we adjusted my dosage. The weight is still here!! I eat very healthy and if I eat less than I already do, I would be a hungry cranky bitch. I really feel I need these damn hormones. I feel more balanced and I don't view the world half empty anymore. When I did chemo, I was slammed into menopause. I didn't have any hormones for 5 1/2 years. Bone dry.You wouldn't have wanted to live with me or get on my bad side. I had no tolerance. Since I have been on hormone therapy (about 3 1/2 years), I really feel so much better. I am truly a nicer person! I get annoyed that in order for me to feel better, I have to carry a kangaroo pouch in my middle area. Sanity or Vanity? Eat or starve? I guess I am going to have to live with the pouch. Living where I live, women are are thin, thin, thin. How do they do it? Are they exercising 20 hours a day and starving themselves? Not a question I feel comfortable asking. I get sucked into comparing my outside appearence to others. I will never be a waif, don't have the bone structure. Thank goodness the clothes are baggy this season!! I can hide what I need to. I gotto go now to make my afternoon snack...water..KIDDING!!!

Can you relate?

More will be revealed. Please come back for more.

Signing off until we meet again.

In Love and Peace,

Wolffie.