Margie Hord

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Lagging Behind… or Going at Your Own Pace?

The trail around the small lake is the perfect place to walk or jog. Ducks and geese swim lazily and an occasional graceful heron can be spotted, preening or looking for a snack.

Bougainvillea arches cover some portions of the path. In the distance I may be lucky to spy one of the local volcanoes, sometimes tipped with white.

Run, Walk, Jog, or Amble

People of almost all ages show up in the cool of the morning. A few top-notch runners whiz by, obviously training to compete in races. Others jog along at a more moderate pace. A few, like myself, walk briskly, giving their bodies a fair workout.

At the same time, there’s a handful of walkers who shuffle along or move with a  gait, aided by their canes. Perhaps some have had a stroke and need to get in better shape.

Disabled… or Different and Able?

One man has an obvious limp, but runs along at a decent clip all the same. I don’t imagine he plans to enter any competitions, but he does beat me!

Even nature speaks of different abilities. One of the geese along the path has drooping wings, perhaps wounded in a fight in its “duck-eats-duck” world. No longer able to fly, it can surely still swim and fish all the same.

It is all too automatic to want to compare myself to others. I feel daunted when skilled athletes sprint by. Then again, it’s all too easy for me to feel superior when I pass others who are merely strolling along.

Different Styles

Style and purpose differ too. Some of my fellow-walkers are already attired more formally. A couple of women have their good earrings on; one wears a flowered scarf. A likely professional has his office gear on. I see that a few have come prepared with bread crumbs to feed the birds. I myself lose my pace all too often, tempted by wonderful photo ops.

The flora and fauna have their style, too. Besides the water fowl, there are two cocky roosters, and one of the workers speaks to them by name. More elegant, a pair of peacocks show off their iridescent plumage. Dressed to


Go at Your Own Pace

Wait a minute! There is really no need to compare. Casual or formal, fast or slow, focused on competition or therapy or the zest of life… each of us is unique. The point is not to parallel another’s speed, style or purpose. It doesn’t matter if others think I’m “lagging behind”, as I’m not in a race. The point is to live for my own purposes, or if you will, those I was made to carry out. The Creator has made each creature to be marvelously different.

Follow the pace and the path that’s set out before you!

Note: In a blog post last year, I linked the concept of “going at one’s own pace” in both physical and spiritual endeavors. 

65 Years Young, Redefined

A few months ago I shared a blog post about being 65 and not feeling old, and that in fact the OMS supposedly says we are still young. Jogging, feeling my life is good and not having any major health issues.

Don’t be misled; I’m no Dorian Gray. A five-year-old girl just had a look at my sagging upper arms and declared them to be “squishy”!

Another of my recent posts was about being scatterbrained, and that for certain has been more and more of a reality as the years go by. I’d be ashamed to tell you how many times I’ve forgotten my keys in the last little bit…

New Diagnosis

Then, wham! I learn I have osteoporosis. Oops, that starts with an “o” like “old”. I am reminded that one more disadvantage of being white or Caucasian is having a greater likelihood of losing considerable bone density. Causes are 70% genetic and 30% diet and exercise, mostly.

No more morning jogging! No more crunches! OK, at least I can continue with power walks. If I want to buy an exercise bike, I’m told, it’s best to find the kind with a back rest to take care of the old spine.

Another new no-no tells me I shouldn’t lift heavy objects, like the huge bottles we use for drinking water in Mexico. So what am I meant I do when I want to bring a packed suitcase downstairs?

Where to Now?

A brunette woman pointing out to the sky at Rancho Santa Fe

It’s just as well I’ve always been pretty good at eating dairy products and then taking calcium/vitamin D supplements for years. But now it’s time to be even more conscientious about all that. Of course, there’s quite a few other calcium rich goodies I can stock up on, too. (Note: In Mexico I find amaranth easy to find, in snacks and more. It seems to be harder to find north of the border.)

They say “it’s all in the mind”. Not exactly, but a lot of it. Then there’s the spiritual angle, and I just love the way Paul said it:  

Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.

Yep, the inner self can be renewed or made “younger” daily, but we’ve got to keep the outer one in good shape as well as possible! So, that all-around workout means, for me:

  • Getting that good heart-nutrition with my daily dose from God’s word.
  • Doing a double check on getting my calcium and vitamin D with my diet and more. Watching the caffeine intake, as that can affect calcium absorption. A cup of coffee daily, or two, max!
  • Put on those tennis shoes to get a few kilometers under my feet, as many days as possible.
  • Get those arms in better shape with those little weights I’ve been less-than-faithful with.
  • Last, but not least, keep my mind and fingers busy, writing up a storm!

Here’s wishing all of you “renewed youth”, whatever young means to you!

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