Flexing my muscles has become a real joke around my house and amongst my friends. I am 4′ 11″ and very petite. I’m not athletic really. (I was always the last one picked for any sports teams as a child.) But I am very committed to exercising. I have spent so much time in doctors’ offices and hospital with my Mom, my stepfather and Grandma Nellie, that I am motivated to do what I can for my health. No matter what we do, there are no guarantees. But it is worth a try to fight aging and illness. And it is never too late to start.

I do not belong to a gym or go to any classes of any sort. I work out early in the morning for 30-45 minutes. Sometimes I take a short run or walk after dinner. The only equipment I have is a stepper, free weights and a jump rope. I love to do men’s push ups, stomach crunches and run with the dog. I am almost 48 now, and I am proud to say nothing jiggles on my arms at all.

Given the stress I’ve had in the past few years, I can honestly say I’d have never made it through if it were not for rigorous workouts. They are good for the mind and soul.  Even more important is that my daughter sees that I am dedicated to being fit.

It is hard to juggle it all – work, family, reading, writing and staying fit. But it can be done, and it is well worth the effort. When I am resting and reading a book at night, it feels great to know I have exercised both my mind and my body that day. Who says you cannot be both smart and fit at the same time?

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