not now

I’s early, 23 minuets after 6 in the morning and I’m not in the pool. I’Ve been puttering for hours, not useful puttering, just my digital dailies of the NYT and the Manchester Guardian that not only wake me up but upset me. I’ve had tea, then a Mandarin orange, and then a soft-boiled egg and now coffee. Soon I will be sleepy-tired enough to go back to bed.

I’ve been barred from the pool for three weeks. I had another thing excised, this time from my upper arm, and while the wound heals and I’m waiting for the results of a biopsy, I must not swim. Not only annoying, but quite disruptive of my routine. I think I must go to the gym regularly now. I was beginning to, for the fall season but now it’s an imperative. Have you heard of sarcopenia? (From a digital daily - might have been Jane Brody in the NYT.) It’s muscle loss after the age of 50. It was previously thought irreversible but new experts say not.

Now is my chance to search out senior exercises to reverse (?) my sarcopenia. I wonder if I can find a fitness trainer who specializes in seniors. And maybe get a new can-opener.