Beating the System

I guess I’m a rebel.

I tend to think there’s a way to beat the system, nothing dishonest of course, but maybe a better way to approach the issue. That’s obviously not working when it comes to exercising. I’ve come to the conclusion that thinking about exercise, buying exercise equipment and watching workout videos is not the same as actually exercising. Darn!

I’ve also realized that there has to be an element of something I like about exercise in order for me to stick with any kind of plan. If you’re someone who lives to exercise and loves it…you probably can’t understand what I am saying. You talk about how good it makes you feel. Well, I’m happy for you, but I can’t relate! If you’re like me you’ve come to one equation where exercise is concerned.

Exercise = Dread
Dread = Procrastination
Procrastination = Cake2

Ahh…that must be the new math you always hear about!

But, I’m not giving up on the idea. I’ve decided to go back to what I really like to do if I have to do something…walking. Now with Wisconsin winters, that’s not as easy as it sounds. Yes, I have a walking machine at home right in front of the TV… but that’s like saying eating a hamburger is the same as your favorite filet mignon. It’s just not the same.

So I’ve headed to the mall on my lunch hour. Other than walking past the movie theatre and catching wafts of popcorn being prepared for the afternoon matinees, I think it may be what I need to do until the weather warms up. I put on a headset tuned to my favorite radio station and try to ignore the static that occurs as I go around various corners. Plus, I see other mall walkers too, and I think misery loves company.

The more I read about the importance of moving as we get older, the more I realize it’s not really about being thin. It’s about keeping everything going on the right track. At this time of life, my body is making it increasingly clear to me that my time of beating the system is pretty much over. Well, at least until the rebel in me thinks I’ve come up with some brilliant scheme!

Join me. Exercise today, take your Remifemin and tell me about your views on exercise!

What Are You Wishing For?

Blowing out birthday candles…

Falling Stars…

Aladdin’s Lamp…

Life brings us many opportunities to wish. Somewhere along the way we can start to lose our belief in wishes. From Jiminy Cricket’s childhood admonition that “it makes no difference who you are,” to our growing older and dealing with 29 laundry baskets of unmatched socks, we start to get skeptical about this whole wish thing.

We run the gamut from outlandish wishes….

I wish this would all disappear…

to hopeful wishes…

Maybe if I do 10 crunches I will look like the lady on page 38 of the fashion magazine.

Wait. That was another outlandish wish!

Recently a friend and I were listening to a speaker who was challenging us to set goals. She leaned over and whispered to me that her goal was to just survive life.

What? Not sky dive or run marathons or end world hunger?

“Me too!” I echoed. “That’s what I was thinking. I just wish to survive all that life holds right now.”

We both looked at each other as women who had been through a lot of years of yellow traffic lights, burned pot roast, kids with scraped knees, and expanding waist lines. And we both were ok with it.
My wish is to experience this day in the best way possible. If I can realize that wish on a daily basis, I’ll believe that dreams really do come true.

How about you? What are you wishing for? Share your stories with the other women experiencing this time of life by leaving feedback on this blog.

Thank goodness we don’t have to just wish for relief.
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Boom!

Boom!
By no design of our own, we were born around a time that garnered us a label; Baby Boomers.

Hmmm…it’s definitely more complimentary than some of the generational labels. I mean, do you really want be called “X”? It’s actually scary when you start to read about Baby Boomers and how much commonality we really do share.

Born between 1946 and 1964. Check.

We represent 26.75% of the population with 49% of us male and 51% female. Our average household income is $60,000, give or take a few trips to Disneyland or Hawaii.

But past the statistics, we have some amazing firsts in some pretty interesting areas. Take music for example, our kids are listening to the same music we are. Not too many generations can claim that. The Rolling Stones and the Beach Boys used to attract only sobbing teens on the Ed Sullivan show…now a concert is a family event. I recently went with my 20 something daughter to see Carly Simon in Chicago. We both loved and adored every hit from the 70’s to her latest CD of songs.

As boomers, we don’t settle. We blast into every situation. We demand to be seen and heard. Our motto is something like;
There has to be better way and if there’s not, we’ll figure it out!

I think that’s why I like Remifemin® so much…it’s just a better way to travel this interesting path called Menopause. You should check it out…
especially if you’re a boomer!

“Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m sixty-four?”
The Beatles

What are your thoughts on being a boomer?
Been to any good concerts lately?
I’d love to have you add your words to the blog!

Husband Conversations

Feel free to chat about your day-to-day life in this blog. It’s often hilarious in spite of everything we have to do in a day!

Take this morning’s conversation with my husband for example:

Me: I had a night sweat last night.

He: No wonder with those 59 pounds of clothes you wore to bed.

Me: But I’m freezing at the same time, so I have to wear them.

He: Well, if you’re sweating…don’t wear so many clothes and kick the covers off.

Me: It’s not like when you get hot, it’s a night sweat…it’s different…

He: Of course it’s different, you’re wearing all those clothes so you sweat…

Me: But sometimes, I’m freezing at the same time…

He: How can you be sweating and freezing at the same time?

Me: Because I’m in perimenopause…it’s one of the things you go through…

He: So, if you’re sweating, don’t wear so many clothes…

Me: Let’s make an agreement…I won’t try to understand the 59 pounds of tools down on the workbench, and you don’t have to understand my 59 pounds of clothes and freezing and sweating at the same time…we’ll just agree to support each other…

He: Sounds good to me…I’m just saying…If you’re hot… just kick the covers off.

It was at that moment that I remembered I better be taking my Remifemin® consistently because I think I felt a mood swing coming on.

My poor husband, he may have to put that bumper sticker on his car that says:
Sometimes I wake up grumpy, other days I let her sleep!

Here’s a laugh for you…

Why did the menopausal woman cross the road?
To kill the chicken.
-Jane Condon

I’m kidding of course…..let’s laugh today and keep taking our Remifemin®!