The next morning, yesterday, I woke up and groaned as I climbed out of bed. Everything hurt: my knee, which is still bothering me, my right Achilles tendon, and pretty much every muscle in my legs. They are still pretty sore, but I got up, had breakfast, got dressed for the cold weather and made my way to my exercise class. I know it sounds counterproductive, but by the time I finished my hour-long aerobic class, showered, and walked back to the bus, I was feeling pretty darn good. The exercise worked out my muscles and the hot shower was just what the doctor ordered.
Yes, I know that I'm getting older. I feel it every day, but this morning when I went out to walk with the Fairhaven group of ladies, I decided to wear my knee brace. It was a good move, because now, after five miles at a brisk 4-mile-an-hour pace, it doesn't hurt at all. In a few minutes I'll head out the door to see a movie with my friend Judy. And I've got a spring in my step.
Oh, and by the way, how long can YOU hold your breath? I read this article about a guy who died while trying to set a freediving record. This is where you dive underwater and come back up without using any kind of breathing apparatus, other than your own lungs. I was astounded to learn that the record for holding your breath is now up to 22 minutes!! And if you read the article, you'll learn that professional freedivers can get better with age (and practice).
No, I don't think I'll be taking up freediving after I stop skydiving. I can read your mind, you know.