Hello all,
As I was dancing away and jogging in place,
on my yoga mat,
to the sounds of Bruce Springsteen,
getting my heartrate up,
working on building a stronger leaner butch,
beating the genetic cholesterol odds,
Yes, I can.
Stuff was running through my brain,
and I stopped it,
and engaged with it.
When I was in my twenties, thirties, forties,
I was concerned with my intellectual life,
living and acquiring knowledge,
the physical was there,
obviously,
but, I didn't dwell on it.
I just took it for granted.
Pleasure, strength.
Just as I was more concerned with experiences,
than with building a future.
I have never been very concerned with the future,
ambitious, I'm still not,
but,
I need my body to accompany me,
the rest of the way.
I was born strong,
physically,
mentally,
and,
I have been loved and cherished,
in my life,
so,
emotionally,
I'm decently equipped.
Nobody's perfect,
but, I am in no way,
neurotic.
But, as I get older,
I find that,
I need some additional care and attention,
I need to work at,
being as strong physically as,
I used to be,
I need to maintain more,
not just think,
magically,
everything is going to be ok.
The dreamer and innner Linus in me,
believes it, still.
But, I make him do the cardio, eat the all bran,
and visualisize, nonetheless.
I feel good, I feel strong,
I have a ton of challenges,
fears and apprehensions,
but, I think I got this...
who knew cardio and all bran...
be well you all.
Later, girls,
BB
Author: Bookish Butch
I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream
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