What Seth Godin wrote about Jack LaLanne made me smile this morning.
When I was about 13 (maybe?) my mom found one of his out-of-print exercise videos in a Blockbuster store. It fairly obviously hadn't been rented anytime in the last 10 years, so she asked them to sell it to her. They did. Thus began my mom's exercise routine for the next 17 years and counting.
("Punch, punch, punch, punch, punch..."
"...this'll make you feel like you're living instead of dying...")
My mom is amazing to many - raised 5 kids. Homeschooled us all through grade school, some beyond. Exercised several times a week. And, thanks to Jack LaLanne and her own determination and self-discipline, is in amazing physical shape. In the past couple of weeks she started work for the first time in my life - doing admin work at the bookkeeping and tax business they own, where Nick also works. Somehow, Jack LaLanne passing and my mom going to work at the same time makes sense to me. It's the end of an era. Bittersweet.
I wanna live to 96.
I gotta start exercising.
