They Stoop

Is the phrase, “You ate it; now negate it” in her vocabulary? I think not; however, she does just this on a continual basis.

Gym membership? No. Jazzersize? Perhaps. Yardwork – yes. Gardening – yes. You won’t see dirty dishes in the sink or piles of clean laundry waiting to be folded lying on the bed or couch.

Put quite simply, in the words of my own grandmother, “You do what you have to do.” I will add to that the invisible modifier; “when it needs to be done.” Continual motion. Getting things done without so much of a complaint or skipping of a beat. Sure; no tweeting, no Netflix, Youtube, staring at a flat rectangle phone.

There is one thing I have noticed about old ladies that strikes me, and I think many of you have seen it yourself. If you go to their house for a visit, or if they are hosting a party, even if not in their home, I see them stoop. Just bend over and pick up tiny specks off the floor. Lint, crumbs, paper bits are all hitting their radar like trashy coins of a Super Mario game. They pick them up. They throw them in the trash. All of this while having a conversation, like it is a first nature to do it. Meanwhile, others of us who may be quite younger would see the debris and think, “I need to run the vacuum later, or better yet, (in my own case), I need to run Neato. Rumba applies in this situation also. But not for an old lady! She’s burning extra calories every single day without scheduling or agonizing over it.

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Want to trim down? Eat like an old lady.

You know the one I’m talking about; she’s classy, with pearl earrings and makeup most days, shoes to match her purse, even if it is to walk the dog or get the mail or run to Walgreens. These old women just don’t tend to be overweight. Have you ever wondered why?

Well, she doesn’t eat six small meals a day, with half of them coming from her purse in the form of 100 calorie bags. She doesn’t hit up Starbucks for a sugary huge latte. She’s not too concerned about gluten or organic, unless it has something to do with the tomatoes she might grow in her backyard.

Food just isn’t on their minds. They are too busy living real life and doing the things that need to get done; too busy taking care of themselves and caring that they look respectable.

You may call them snooty or sweet, naive, old bitties, or precious. Regardless of our opinion of them, there is one fact┬áthat is hard to ignore when we step back and see that the rate of obesity doesn’t seem to flourish with their generation. They are getting something right.