Not too many of us have “being able to do push-ups” on our “bucket” list, but I do. I have always wanted to do push-ups but have yet to accomplish even one regular, full-body laid-out pushup. I am working on the knee types.
I finally have learned the correct position and alignment of my arms and butt. If I remember how to engage and attack correctly, I may not hurt myself doing these…even though these are only the, on your “knee-type” of push-ups.
I can blame my physical ed teachers in grade school for this. The girls only had to learn the “knee” ones and the boys got to work harder.
It must have set me up for failure or a lower standard right from the beginning. Ha! Ha! No…I do not think I am a “victim” of anything from my past. I won’t “blame others” for what I have become today.
That is never helpful! It only hurts my own self. I take responsibility for taking the easy way (knee push-ups).
However, once mastered, I will move on to what I call: “REAL ONES.”
These are the ones that will “count” for me to check them off my B-list.
It only takes doing one, to get started.
From the date of this posting, I can do only ten knee-type push-ups each morning and another ten each night without feeling any pain the next day. That is some progress…I don’t “hurt”!
Still, I don’t have the confidence in knowing I am always doing these right. I ask my husband to check my stance and alignment of arms especially. I don’t want to injure my shoulders.
My son is very fit. Not only a certified instructor for a Cross-fit gym, but he has also served twenty years in the USA Army, now retired. You can imagine what his muscles look like; look at any of those serving in our military- active duty. He works daily on his routine to keep in shape physically.
My son is my inspiration, but I have no desire to work that hard or look that great. I want to be fit enough, to be independently healthy, and be able to defend myself or get out of harm’s way if I had to.
Why do I care if I am in shape or not?
For me, it is always about independence. I like to know that if I ever had to be alone, I would be able to take care of myself. That includes if I were ever in danger or injured. Could I get up?
I used to laugh at the commercials with the woman on the ground and her emergency necklace on calling for help, “Help…I have fallen but can’t get up!” I thought that was only for those who were obese or disabled.
Try picking your own self up off the ground without using your legs, but only your arms. Could you do it? Could you do it if your life depended on it? Could you carry someone that weighed what you do to save their lives? Would you want to?
You never really know how you will respond or react in an emergency. I think adrenaline kicks in at some point, and things happen, and you do things without realizing what you did to save yourself or others. But, I would like to be strong enough to keep my grandchildren safe or out of harm’s way if I were the only adult around that could. I would like to know that my body could handle something if my strength could change an outcome.
The chances are slim that you would ever be in an emergency, but being prepared when you are healthy is when to condition yourself.
Most accidents and falls happen in the home.
Being in shape and having a strong body prepares you for the simple chores and tasks you do around your own home. Why not try to guard yourself against such occurrences in the first place.
I have learned to use handrails and move more slowly, especially where there are more obstacles or the surface not as smooth, because of my eyesight changing with age. If I do that much, why not add to it by increasing my muscle strength and working on balance?
Sometimes my husband will call me to help with something where I have to get on a ladder and, at the same time, maybe hold something in place that is very heavy. Sometimes he may ask to help lift something into the back of his truck. It is nice that he does not have to call a neighbor or depend only on his sons (who don’t live nearby) to help him with these minor tasks.
As we age, it does not mean we have to be flabby and useless and lazy.
I insist on lifting things whenever I can, even though others much stronger than we offer to help. It is thoughtful of them, but I need to insist on the opportunity to build my own muscles.
We can be strong, helpful, and defend ourselves or help our own selves out of a difficult situation.
I don’t want to be found lying down on some cold floor or with a broken bone for hours until someone can come to help me. Yes, accidents do happen, even to the fittest and strong among us. But, your odds of preventing these things are greater if you work on building your muscle, eating right, and staying healthy.
Work on your balance, for those of us in our sixties and older, lift weights (even soup cans if you have to start somewhere), and don’t think you have a disability even though the loved ones around you think you are frail. Start somewhere.
“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9