A baby boomer’s life

Cast of characters, in lead roles:

Me, Lolly (also DBA Laura Cartwright Hardy), a grandmother, a mother, a wife and a daughter. Five grandchildren (in order, Jude, Annabelle, Sylvia, little Luke and Baby Silas – by parents, J, S & S via Liz; A & L via Ben), two kids (Ben and Liz), two children-in-law (Elizabeth and Brent), one step-daughter (Marie-Noelle, who lives in California), two lovely (they don’t know they’re adopted) four-legged German Shepherd daughters, Tess and Zuzu, and a husband, John, whom I enjoy spending time with.

Supporting characters, family: Cathy and Paul, my sister and bro-in-law; my twice-widowed Mother, my “I can’t believe he’s actually gone” stepfather of almost 30 years, Bill (“Grandpa” to my children and “Papa Bills” to Jude), and my dearly beloved, long-departed Daddy (“GrandBob” to my kids); great-nephew Nathan; sister-in-law Kitty and her husband, precious Norm; and last, and least in size, my little mother-in-law, Doris. Oh, and my granddogs, Wrigley (for the field, because hope springs eternal), also known as Wrigs,  and Little Miss Fancypants, who goes by Fancy. Or Fance.

Supporting characters, almost-family (alphabetically): Anita, my dear friend of 43 years; Julia, my newest, instant-connection/separated at birth friend; Pam, the sunshine-of-my-life friend of 49 years of thick and thin; and Rhonda, fellow Virgo dreamweaver who came into my life, oh, must be 27 years ago.

Love you all. Indulge me.

Boomer fitness, or fit still happens, just not as intensely

So, once upon a time I wrote a newspaper column called “Fit Happens.” This is where I’ll pick up that thread, only geared more toward broken-down/been-repaired baby boomer exercisers. We still work out, we just do it more carefully.

Injuries list (or, Don’t be stupid like me!):

Small break in foot from running days with Trudy; never had it set — didn’t realize it was broken (Heard the snap but thought it was a tendon. We were young and invincible and kept going.)

Bulging disk in low back

Both rotator cuffs repaired, but slightly re-torn

One torn hamstring, healed

Plantar fasciitis, rarely returns

Torn rib cartilage that still sings the blues on occasion

The real game-changers, exercisewise, have been sciatica caused by the bulging disk, which ended yoga for me, and the rotator cuffs, though the hamstring still wakes me up at night. Funky foot pretty much curtails most running and prevents cowboy boots from being a fashion option.

Hubster’s injury list:

Blown disc (don’t lift large motors!) requiring back surgery, which changes everything to a degree

Torn meniscus requiring knee surgery and ending running days

Shoulder tendonitis and frozen shoulder, ending tennis-playing days

And of course there’s the arthritis of the ex-jocks for both of us. But we push on. Details on how and why later.

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