Sarcopenia

Trying to do something about muscle loss in old age. But I’m very late to the game. Now I learn that muscle loss in old age begins in earnest at age 50, and from that point on, one loses 3% of muscle if you do nothing about it. That was 26 years ago without any weight training/resistance training at all — just aerobics, which doesn’t really do much for muscle loss. You have to really stress the muscle to preserve it.

So I’ve joined a gym and am now doing weight training/resistance training every other day — 30 minutes a session, and 10 minutes in their sauna. Discovered early on that you don’t want to do 2 days in a row because you have to give the muscles at least 48 hours to recovery. Will be sore the next day, but that goes down a bit to a tolerable level.

No way I can make up for those lost 26 years of muscle loss, but I don’t want to lose any more and turn into jelly — a feeble and accident-prone old man.

They tell me that weight training/resistance training is also very important for maintaining bone health — plus taking a calcium supplement with Vitamin D before bedtime.

Old age is turning out to be a challenge. You are either up to it or not — your choice.

Weight Control

Happy

Pleasant to come across someone who is obviously a very happy person. Not that common. When this does happen, one can feel a kind of wave of joy passing from that person through you. Like the person is able to impart pure delight, if only for a brief moment in the encounter.

Sniffer

Sniffer

I’ve noticed I’ve become a sniffer in old age. Have taken the time to slow down and sniff the local flowers in May. They all seem to have a distinct scent but low key and subtle. You have to be prepared to accept the delicacy of the scent to appreciate it, to even detect it.

But I’m a sniffer of my Brute aftershave bottle as well. Even take the time after the morning shower to sniff from the bottle — without splashing it on my face. Just sniffing it.

Yesterday, I found a Supernova Christmas tree on the ground that was strongly perfumed. Now it is on my computer desktop where I can sniff it every day.

Life is better as a sniffer. Be a sniffer. Use that other sense. Dogs do. Why not you?

By all means, take the time to be a sniffer, and not just with your nose.

Sleep