In this post, Webb commented that she hopes we all make it to 95.
I do, too, but I want it to be a healthy, vigorous 95.
Have I told you guys the story of finding the woman who had fallen who couldn't get up?
It was a super cold day in February. I had stopped at the school on my way home to vote in some primary. I walked out and had not put my sunglasses back on. I saw a woman on her back on the sidewalk, reaching her hand under the car.
I squinted and decided she must have dropped her keys and was trying to retrieve them. But when I got closer, I realized that she had fallen (because really, who lies down on her back to get keys?) and could not get up.
You guys, it was freezing cold. FREEZING.
I dropped my purse and gym bag, reached out my hand to her, grabbed her one hand, and tried to pull her up.
I. Could. Not. Pull. Her. Up.
I am fairly strong and in decent shape for my age. She was probably in her late 50s or early 60s, maybe 30 pounds overweight.
Even with my pulling on her, she did not have enough abdominal strength to sit up from lying down.
I grabbed her hand with both of my hands and tried pulling again.
She did not move.
I am strong! But I was trying to pull up dead weight and it was not working.
I saw some other people come out of the polls and yelled at them to come help. It took three people to get her back on her feet.
That, my friends, is the day I stopped leaving BodyPump before the abdominal routine. When I am old, I want to be able to get up when I fall.