One of the claims that is often made about baby boomers is that we are “the healthiest generation of all time.” But, is this really true? We are certainly destined to live longer than any generation before us. At the same time, a study from the University of Toronto is shedding doubt on the idea that we are actually healthier than other generations.
According to the women in the Sixty and Me community, losing weight and making new friends are two of the things that we struggle with the most after 60.
I can certainly relate to this. There are days when I sit behind my desk for hours at a time, barely lifting my head for long enough to make a light snack, let alone get to the gym. Whether your weakness is the computer or the TV, I suspect that many of you feel the same.
Many women are trying to lose weight after 60. Unfortunately, with nature playing tricks on our metabolisms, it feels like we have to work twice as hard to move those pounds. Most of us have found out that diets don’t work and green tea, despite its many health benefits, won’t shrink you two dress sizes. There has to be an alternative! And, in fact, there is. Unfortunately, since businesses haven’t found a way to make money from common sense, you won’t hear about it in any TV commercials.
The solution is to get back to basics. Instead of following the weight-loss trends, why not make small, gradual lifestyle changes that contribute to fewer calories consumed and more calories burned? Furthermore, instead of trying to be disciplined, why not make simple changes to your environment that help you to get in shape without even trying?
Many older women are trying to be more physically active. Some of us want to shed a few extra pounds. Others women just want to improve their overall fitness to get more from life. Unfortunately, losing weight after 60 tends to present a few unique challenges.
When I was in college I had a lot on my mind. Looking back, it seems like I was worried about just about everything in my life. So, every morning, over-stressed and sleep deprived, I would order a cup of coffee and a huge cinnamon bun, dripping with icing. I would devour my 800-calorie “breakfast” in less than five minutes. Honestly, it was almost an addiction.