Oh, another wicked YMCA Silver Sneakers class this morning -- 60 minutes of bending, twisting, swinging, panting, and wishing I was back home with my feet up and a cup of coffee close by. The only thing that kept me going was the good inspiration I got just by being in the same room with dozens of golden-aged people (some in their high 80's) who simply refuse to bow down to old age. These folks were jumping and spinning like their happiness depended on it -- which it obviously does. I feel fortunate to be among such silver-haired heroes a few times each week. 

* Hammy pumping iron at Silver Sneakers *