Turns out I can get fitter. Who knew?

Expanding physical capacity. At my age.

I’m going for it. I want to be more functionally fit than ever. Vibrant AF.

I’d given up. I had reasons! Reasons why I can’t walk up hills with ease, or swim, or run, or dance fast for more than a minute. I keep my activity level slow and sedate because I get so tuckered out so fast when I exert.

Here’s how I did my fitness for the last few years:

• I’m a walker, 2 miles a day, and I mostly stroll. On the flat. At an easy pace.
• I do tai chi every day. Sword form too — which gets my heart rate up a bit.
• I’ve got postural and strength training stuff I do on the regular: slowly and with focus.

Slow. Sedate. Intentional. But committed. Tracked with my watch and phone apps.

I believed my “conditions” — chronic anemia, autoimmune imbalances, and broken structural bits — and my age slowed me down.

The story started to develop holes.

I realized I haven’t been anemic for years now, so that’s no longer a factor.

Out of the blue I mentioned my sedate fitness life to a doctor/healer for the first time. I had tests. Heart’s good — zero plaque (nice!), and there’s no lung disease.