September 12, 2017
The summer of 2017 included water-skiing every weekend, and I progressed my form a lot from this photo through to late summer. Hips up!
It continues to be a great joy to be physically active and strong. I celebrated 10 years post-ovarian cancer last April, and it was humbling and not without a few tears.
My book, Active Against Cancer, still continues to be available on Amazon, and people keep finding it useful, which is heartening, but also sometimes sad.
In the last couple of years, as I near 60 years old, more friends have had their struggles with cancer, and not each of the struggles end the way we would like. I quietly grieve, when needed, and am deeply humbled.
I wish that exercise did cure everything. It doesn’t, but it is still a good lifestyle choice. Being active does matter enormously. It doesn’t always trump cancer, sadly.
I have another relatively minor health struggle right now, and part of my reality is that I have been more sedentary and more stressed in the last few years because of my work. I love my work, but maybe I love it a little too much because it has let me make excuses for not being as active as I want to or should be.
I used to ski race. I always said, “you can’t race on your reputation; you can only race on your training.”
So, without further ado, I’m going for a walk to see the fall foliage and count my blessings.
Wishing you each health, long life, and happy trails. And if the trail turns out to be challenging and difficult, wishing you outer support, inner courage and a heart full of love.