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Being born before they invented these contraptions (not even seat belts were fitted in cars) the only seat restrainer I sat in

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was on the odd elephant ride.

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Sometimes though without restraint I felt like a horse running in a cloud of feathers

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Just look at me go coming up the outside with a real burst on the last straight.

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These days I don’t run I walk

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Not bothering to cycle

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or get on the treadmill. Aging bodies aren’t meant for these physical torments. We live in a place where fitness and exercise are practiced to the extreme. I see the older people running in the street, their faces contorted in their body’s agony. Roger and I look at each other and say it can’t be good for you. If you had an eighty year old car you wouldn’t take the revs out to 5000, no you’d nurse it along.

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There is nothing like wheels to give one exercise (and get from A to B)

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keeping it this shiny must take a fair amount of energy.

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I’m hoping to keep my mobility

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and definitely avoid the last step.
In response to Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Haha! Great lead-up to the skeletons and last line. 🙂
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Enjoying your smile.
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Pain contortion is not what I want to look forward to, but mobility, that’s great! Love the perspectives in your photo of the car side mirror. Clever and fits your humor. As does the final step…
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Glad you enjoyed it Charli.
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I think I can solve the mystery of the pristine wheelchair–The fact that it has bubble wrap on the handles probably suggests that it is brand spanking new! http://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/11/08/fortunate-photography-odd-ball-challenge-2015-week-45/
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Yep you are right there. It’s a bit like Hemingways “For sale. Baby Shoes. Never worn.”
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Great photos and story telling for this week. Love your odd balls Irene.
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Thanks Cee.
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Haha…love those skeletons, they are hilarious! But seriously, I love your humour Irene, as I’ve said a million times before and this is a fab post. And I just love the photo of little you running for all your worth to the finish line. So adorable. Just keep that photo in mind as you revise away…that’s you today, and you will get there 😉 xx
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The skeletons are on the counter at the doctors surgery. Started off with one that had a surf board. I put in some previous post. Come winter they donned their winter clobber and the family appeared. I imagine soon they’ll be back to swimwear – wondering whether it’ll be a bikini or one piece for the girl. Trouble is I have to get sick to go and find out.
You too. We’re both running for the goal line. I know I can I know I can… 🙂
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Oh yes, I think I remember that one! Let’s hope it will be a long time before you see them again…even though they are fun to post here. We can, we can, we can…climbing ever higher…. 🙂
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Absolutely. At first I thought you were hoping our sumer would not arrive but have now realised that you hope I don’t need to go to the doctors. I’m with you on that one … I much prefer walking and climbing. 🙂
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Haha…yes, sorry, I’m glad you figured out what I meant, which is just that! You wouldn’t be very pleased with me if I did hope for your summer not to arrive 😛 Let’s go 😀 ❤
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But then again I don’t think our winter is as bleak and cold as yours. Stay warm 🙂
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True…thanks Irene, I’ll do my best 🙂
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I can’t even express how much I enjoyed reading this post and seeing all those great photos. It really is a memoir odd ball post. I loved it.
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Thanks Pat. That is a lovely compliment and I’m glad you enjoyed the pictorial memoir. I have a lot of fun doing them.
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