No Pain, No Gain

I’ve been thinking about my own fitness lately, for numerous reasons.  One, at 36 years old, it’s not inconceivable that I could have a heart attack and die (nothing like starting with a happy thought).  I remember quite clearly a few years ago, a former boss of mine’s husband died one morning, quite unexpectedly, from a massive heart attack.  He was 35 at the time, and he was smaller than I am.  I’m not big by any means.  I am 5’9” and weigh 190lbs.  But when I was a college hockey player fifteen years ago, I weighed 135lbs.  So, I’ve put on a lot of weight, a few pounds at a time, but it’s cumulative over the years.  So reason number one is that I want to be around for my children, to watch them grow from the tiniest of seeds to healthy young adults. 

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