Balance. The not falling over kind of balance.
I took a nasty spill the other day. I don’t know what, besides a sharp turn and stepping from road to grass, made me fall. For a few days, my shoulder felt like Jane’s might after swinging from too many vines, and my hand was black and blue, but luckily, I’m okay. I might not be next time though.
As we age, balance becomes oh so important. Falls are the downfall of those up in years.
Have you taken the balance test? Can you stand on one foot?
I sure need to work on balance. And compared to other things to work on, like cutting down on sugar or learning to “show don’t tell” in my writing, balance work is fun.
In the April O Magazine, fitness writer Gretchen Reynolds, writes, “My regimen consists of a single exercise–brushing my teeth on one leg.”
So I’m trying to do this too: Stand on one foot while I work on my not-so-pearly whites.
For a picture for this post, I thought perhaps I could show you my bathroom,the very spot where I brush my teeth. Hmm. Boring? TMI?
I went in with my camera and found the lovely bird above. I am hoping she might be the Queen of One Foot Standing, a flamingo (although her beak is too long.) She sits in a tiny gold frame on the wall above my sink. My eyes meet hers as I brush and balance.
Any balance tips out there? Anybody swear by yoga or Tai Chi? Tightrope walking?
Photo: Cliff found the pink bird picture for me in Tijuana years ago. The print is tiny, about two by two inches. Below are two other prints, even tinier, that he bought at the same time. The signature on the bird print is hard to read, but I think it’s “Urrutia.” I can’t decipher the signatures on the prints below.
My friend Lisa just sent me this picture. She was in the Bahamas, getting balancing lessons from an expert!