Of Sloths and Shadows
Age is relative. As I get closer to the midpoint, I find my spirit animal is the humble sloth. They spend their time hanging upside down in trees. They have the lowest metabolism of any animal. They can fall from high trees without injury. They are masters of life in slow-motion.
Women in perimenopause have incredibly slow metabolisms. Perhaps this is a queue to slow down and take things easy. Hanging upside down is also a great benefit for a sluggish system that is intent on keeping you awake at night and swelling your ankles by the end of the day. More importantly the ever present smile portrayed on our dear sloth's face when photographed is echoed on every woman who has realized the benefit of observing the fast paced world around them while hanging from a steady, hanging branch. We're amused by all things because we've been there, done that, and lived to realize it was all a great illusion.
I've a long history of documenting my weight loss journey (failure of such). While my mobility, strength, and flexibility remain relatively constant—weight loss is impossible.
