As a child I loathed PE and any form of exercise. I was rubbish at sports, too small to get the ball over the net in tennis and the last one to be picked for any teams (humiliating in the extreme). Roll on my early 40s and I fractured a bone in my foot while on holiday in France. On my return I had a bone scan and hormone test and not only was I menopausal but had osteopenia.
Even then it took me years to realise I needed to exercise to strengthen my bones. I was put on HRT and sent away. Then I had further fractures - to my wrists, one very spectacular one Christmas eve which needed repair surgery. However I had begun to exercise sporadically and go to the gym, trying to lose weight and get fitter and healthier (I was obese as well!)
And then finally lockdown arrived. I did Joe Wicks daily and pulled a muscle. Then I joined a local online exercise group and did Early Risers aerobic/HIIT/ weights mix three times weekly and one or two Pilates classes. I also acquired a FItbit and ensure I do as close to 10000 steps daily, whether inside or out.
I'm a convert. Late in life I know and maybe too late to recover my bone density but the decline is slowing and I'm fitter. I do weights to strengthen my muscles and am trying to include balance exercises to prevent further falls.
Sorry for the very long post but I was very late to the exercise party and now I'm doing what I can most days. Still probably could do more. I had begun going to the gym pre-lockdown but not now. I would love to learn to swim but don't feel safe enough yet. Whatever we're doing, it's probably never enough, but life balance is vital.
What decade were your grandparents born?
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. I’m allergic to any other form of exercise.