Back to basics
Here I am banging on about being 50 this year.
I think I have mentioned in previous posts that I am celebrating not only my birthday, but also that I have got this far without serious illness and no hospital stays.
This is a new learning for me (would you believe).
At this time of the year, I'm not getting much daylights hours when I'm working, because I tend to be in a massage bubble!
I got to thinking a few weeks ago about the fact that although I am lucky enough to be on my feet all day working, and not being static, I'm hardly getting my steps in.
How can we age well?
There are so many articles out there about “healthy ageing”, but most of them are bizarrely vague. Like ads for menstrual products or incontinence, they seem to be convinced that we’d all run away screaming if they actually mentioned what ageing is actually like, so we’re left with commercials of silver-haired couples taking romantic strolls on the beach, senior women lifting two-pound weights in yoga pants, and similarly-aged men mowing the lawn and looking purposefully at the horizon.
have had a pretty varied life in terms of how I keep fit and healthy.
Once upon a time, it was 2 hour aerobic and step classes in Aberdeen, wearing outfits that looks like I should be using them to floss my teeth (thongs I tell you!!! Thongs!!!), then it was weightlifting following a manual written by Gladys Portuguese, then it was hanging out with boyfriends that were bad for my health and nightclubbing far too much, then it was the boyfriend who used to pick a fight with me when we were out running so I would pick up the pace, shouting, 'come back here and say that you b*stard!'
Caring for the skin you’re in: staying sun safe
Massage therapists see a lot of skin. All colours, all textures. Freckles, scars, stretch marks, moles. Skin with lots of hair and skin with none. Skin doesn’t surprise us.
Dealing With Rotator Cuff Injuries
You’ve been doing Olympic lifting for a while. Or stocking tall shelves. Or doing DIY in the house. Everything was great! Until suddenly, it wasn’t. Ice and ibuprofen didn’t quite do the trick, so you visited the doctor. And lo and behold, you’ve got a rotator cuff injury and two questions: