A few years ago as I ran near Brocton, NY (which is in western New York and near the border with Pennsylvania), I began to notice the presence of Amish homes. Periodically a horse-drawn buggy would clatter up behind me leaving my stroller and I in its dust along the highway.
The homes were all wooden and two story, consistent with the times when there was no asphalt and just a ribbon of dirt connecting them with each other and a town.
I began to notice there were no power lines going to the homes – no satellite dishes, no phone lines. The modern conveniences of our lives were not a presence in theirs. Most catching of all were the blue doors. Yes, blue doors on many, I repeat, many of the houses. It was a shade like a deep blue sky. Beautiful. But why blue? Was it some family connection? Was it a sign of social standing in their community? Curiosity finally got the best of me so I slowed to a walk while approaching an older gentleman in his buggy who had stopped at his mailbox.
“Excuse me sir, may I ask you a question?”
“Certainly,” he replied.
“I notice that so many of the farmhouses in the past few miles have blue doors. Does it have any special significance?”
There was a deep sigh and a long pause. I leaned forward on the bars of my stroller, ears cocked, my mind teetering with anticipation, waiting for his next word. Perhaps a Yoda-like response of wisdom that would leave me pondering life for the next four hundred miles to the coast.
Then he spoke, “Maybe….” (pause)
What? I thought! Maybe what?
“Maybe, we just like blue……”
So how does this relate to us boomers?
When it comes to your health and the active lifestyle you have chosen or continue to lead, realize that maybe you will just LIKE something for no other reason than HOW it makes you feel. It may be walking every morning as the sun comes up with your friend, which, by the way, is great motivation for the both of you. It may be a Zumba, Pilates, yoga, or dance class at your gym. It may be hiking, biking, or running. Believe me when I say you’re never too old to walk and if you can walk you can run. My good friend Carol is 72 years old and lives for her morning three-mile jogs.
We all started activity at some point with the first step and that’s what connects us all together. There is no right or wrong when it comes to what you should do. Just do something.
Find your blue door and smile.