No, I don’t have a Fitbit, but I recently discovered that I can see how many steps I take by going to an app on my phone. The first day, I felt really hopeless when only 250 steps showed up on the app. The fact that I didn’t carry my phone with me wherever I went might have had something to do with it. So, I decided to keep it in my pocket throughout the day. I was amazed when I reached 2000 steps. I thought maybe it had to do with the fact that my legs are short, and I need to take more steps to accomodate for that. Feeling a bit cocky, I told someone about my achievement, and they were eager to share the fact that they were up to 50,000 . To an old lady like me, them’s fighting words. I guess you could say I have a competitive spirit, even though I don’t demonstrate it often.

I’ve been doing the step counting for about a month now and I feel good about it. I’m more aware of getting the exercise I need, even it requires me to tap my feet more often, or dance while holding on to the countertop, or running in place for a minute or so. My trips to the mailbox also help, along with taking out the trash and getting from the house into the car, etc. I really rack up the steps on grocery shopping day. So, what if I’m hanging onto a grocery cart? My feet are moving. I walk into the store unassisted. I grab a cart and proceed through the aisles at a rapid pace, because this is definitely not my favorite thing to do anymore. I pack my own groceries. I wheel them to the car and place them in the trunk and unload them when I get home. On those days I’m doing over 5000 steps. I’m not very consistent, but I am moving and at almost 80 years old, that ain’t bad.

Aging robs us of many things, but if we put our mind to it, we can accomplish the seemingly impossible. A mind is a terrible thing to waste. If this helps you to be conscious of staying healthy, it’s a good thing. We might even slow down the process some.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Linda Lee Adams/Lady Quixote says:

    That cartoon is hilarious. 😀

    My stepdaughter just gave me a smart watch that’s supposed to track my steps, my heart rate, my oxygen level, and notify me when I get a text or a phone call. I wonder if it will also tell me when I have heart arrhythmia. A few days ago, I bent over to pet my dog, got dizzy, and fell down. I think my heart may have been beating irregularly at the time, but I’m not sure.

    I should probably go see my doctor about that. Sigh. Getting older ain’t for sissies.

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  2. hatrack4 says:

    My sister turned 80 five months ago. She went to the doctor and he said that now that she was 80, she could do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted. Like I said, she turned 80 five months ago … … … She’s still trying to think of something.

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