This is not a sexual reference or me egging myself on into my – gulp- sixth decade. Though I have been hovering here in the sixth for two years, these are the words I long to hear every morning at they gym when I do something right.
I don’t get to hear it often as usually I hear–
“Stomach in Tracey”
“Leg longer – Tracey.”
“ Round your back more – Tracey.”
“You can go deeper –Tracey.”
So when I hear – “Go Tracey” It makes my day – or certainly the next two hours of it!
Since I’m turning a new age today and I’m moving ahead here down the road to what the French call “ The Youth Of Old Age.” – I truly feel better and am in better shape than when I turned thirty. It’s true. I’m not bragging.
It’s a fact and it’s not due to my battalion of doctors. But boy do I have a great new ENT guy….
It’s due to the fact I work out six days a week.
Why am I sharing this with you? Partially because I have to start blogging some times about things that pertain to my upcoming book, the title of which changes on a daily basis.
This week it’s called NOT YOUR GRANDMOTHER’S FIFTY. If you don’t like it, that is great send me a better one and I will send you a kick ass gift.
But WORKOUT….that is really all I want to say. DO it, Do it five to six days a week. If you are over fifty it is vital for everything from your sex life to your heart your state of mind – your joints. I can keep going.
And if you are under fifty – it’s just as important, especially if you want to hit fifty and not look or feel it. If you’re thirty – ditto.
The people I know who do not look or act their age, nine out ten times WORK OUT- A LOT.
It is the single best thing you can do for yourself.
But everyone has an excuse.
I’m not going to go on about this as I write a lot about it in the book, only better and funnier and it will be well edited by the oh-so-terrific Jennifer Barth.
But there is no excuse. You know what’s funny? You know who makes the most excuses? Doctors. I ask all my doctors, all 456 of them. No I don’t have that many. But almost none of them, well, actually none of them has ever told me he/she works out. When I ask, which I do, they all say “No time.” But hold on, they always tell me to do it.
Glenn works out at five am every day.
He does. He would rather sleep. Who wouldn’t?
I wake up alone. It’s good. I’m proud of him. He has reversed all sorts of age related hereditary conditions by doing it, that and a few pills. But the working out is HUGE.
It costs nothing – you can run, walk or turn on the TV to an exercise show.
You can get friends to do it with you.
You can take a class.
Just do it for yourself. Not only because you will look better – because you will. But you will add years to your life and they are quality years.
If you’re reading this – you are part of my TRIBE….we will talk about that later in the week.
I want my TRIBE to be strong. Me want strong TRIBE.
Me want healthy friends.
Today I am fifty-two – I have the arteries of an eighteen year old and the bone density of a forty year old and it’s because no matter how I feel I get my ass to the gym six days a week. Lucy told me I may be thin but I still have cellulite. Maybe she was Mussolini in Babyville.
If you’re reading this and are saying well I exercise two days a week, I’m not impressed. If you are reading this and saying I have a bad knee, work around it. I did it for years and now the knee is fine.
If you are reading this and saying my joints ache, yeah well, that’s because they aren’t getting worked out.
If you can’t touch your toes, then skip lunch today and go now.
I care about you. That is why I’m saying this.
Make it your birthday gift to me and it will turn into your life gift for you.