What a good conversation there was on last Friday's post about old age coming on more quickly than I had imagined it would. Obviously, I'm in good company in my surprise.
“For me, the symptom of aging that shocks me (a little) is not the getting tired - but the slowness of recovery,” wrote Jan. “I can still do most of what I've done for the last 50 years physically, but my body lets me know I am not to repeat that exertion for a longer period.”
Recovery time is needed, I think, not only from physical exertion, but from the mental/emotional variety too. My body is rested (or so I believe), but it's taking my mind longer to find its usual pace again. After two or three months of lists, sub-lists, phone calls, arrangements, organization, reminders, follow-ups, course corrections and numerous fixes to inevitable problems, my brain has told me it's on hold for awhile - even though most of project is finished.
Yesterday, I intended to write something relatively substantial I'd been thinking about for today's TGB, but my mind let me know that it wasn't ready to tackle it; that it wanted to play in less weighty fields and refused to concentrate – not a problem I usually confront.
I'm not scientist, physician, anatomist, psychologist or any other kind of specialist who could back up the claim (or not) I'm about to make. Nevertheless, I believe I'm correct: that a tired body includes the brain. When we wear out our muscles, our minds need a rest too – the two do not function separately.
It's just never been so evident to me before now which probably means that my mind, like my body, recovered more quickly when I was younger.
Now maybe you already know that and I'm coming to the party late. But just in case, I thought I'd mention it – and anyway, it's the best my brain can do today.
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Johna Ferguson: Oh My!