I admit, until I was about 40, I loved to crank up the tunes and go dancing about in my house, living room, whatever. It started to taper off about my late 30's, and got to the point in my 40's, where I rarely did it at all and if I did, it sure didn't last long.
I dismissed it as "I'm getting older." "Ah, yes, Darqstar... it finally happened. You are becoming older and more MATURE and these silly persuits no longer interest you. How about a small packet of fiscal responsibilities instead?
Well... then today happened.
I still have this cold, but it's starting to losen its hold on me, so I went to Curves today. Walked down there and walked back. We have this snow thing going on, and when I came back it had switched to freezing rain/sleet/crud. I didn't want to drive to the mall in this... nor did I want to go for a long walk, because the roads are getting slippery.
So, I shoveled the driveway. Between that and walking to Curves, walking back home, shoveling the drive. I had put in about two miles. (4,000 footsteps) Which I figured wasn't enough. So, I decided to put on the stereo and do some walking in place.
I ended up putting in two more miles by cutting up and dancing around the living room. I count it all as "walking miles" because even though I didn't cover any ground, I sure was moving quickly while I did it. Probably faster than my walking pace. Checked my heart rate and it was right up there in the fat burning zone, so yeah, it counts. And, I started feeling like a kid again. The only thing I didn't do was grab my hair brush and start playing rock star in my living room.
Goten and Chrissy are now convinced I'm crazy. Crazy and evil, because I didn't feed them until I was done. Chrissy is still coming into my room every once in awhile to stare at me as if to say, Are you going to lose your mind again and start leaping around in my living room? Because I really did not like it at all.
So, this leads me to conclude that no, I did not become "mature" when I hit my late 30's, early 40's. Instead, what I became was fat and lazy. And I'm finding my energy again.
I might have to clear out an area of my "office/bedroom" so I can move around in here too.