Health and longevity is a sacred task.

I think life is the same. Have your own pace and rhythm, sometimes you have to endure loneliness in the valley, and sometimes you have to endure cold and heat. Never stop unless you really can't. The following research is both worrying and happy for people who have lived for most of their lives. Japan reports: According to the latest statistics, the average life expectancy of Japanese men is over 80 years old, and that of women is as high as 86 years old. Women in China have always lived longer than men. Women are not happy when they hear "Long live". According to a professor's research, silver-haired women (over 65 years old) in Taiwan Province Province have more than 2 years of unhealthy life than men. In other words, the quality at the end of life is really not better than that of men; Men often leave because of acute diseases, and women often wander in hospital beds. More than 60% silver-haired people in Taiwan Province Province don't exercise at all, and don't even like going out. If you feel tired when you go out, shutting yourself in will only make you weaker and weaker, forming a vicious circle. Physically unhappy, mentally lacking. As soon as I left the workplace or the task of raising children, I sat in the well for a long time. There is nothing new in life, just like a white-headed maid-in-waiting, gossiping and gossiping or other people's affairs, repeating over and over again. Complain about the same thing in your heart and then say it; Worry about small things, remind me ... I don't know how I gradually lost the love of the world ... how can I be broad-minded with a narrow vision? In poor health, it is difficult to be refreshed. I used to be a person who didn't pay attention to health. Going out is not just shopping, how can you go to the gym? When I was studying, I was a student in a class with physical disabilities. Physical education class is a subject that I was most afraid of failing since I was a child. At that time, because there was a joint cyst on my wrist because of what I wrote in calligraphy, I met the volleyball class that I was most afraid of, and I signed up for the disabled class. Although I have to get up at six o'clock every day and go to school by bus, I had a much more comfortable time that semester. As long as I play table tennis (my opponent may be in a wheelchair, so I can't be too violent) or do gymnastics, my sports performance that semester is the highest I have ever achieved. After leaving school and going to physical education class, 70% of office workers lost their exercise habits, and so did I. It was not until I was twenty-six or seven years old that I sat still because I wrote too much. I just realized that I can't do it without exercise. Before I was forty, I studied flamenco and aerobic dance for several years. At that time, I studied for three or four years and continued every week. Although dancing is unprofessional, I think performing on stage is a joke, but it has a good effect on relieving backache caused by long-term desk writing. Looking back, it seems that the premature backache in my life is not a punishment, but a reminder. Otherwise, my body would have rusted ... After I stopped dancing, I was left swimming. If people become "good at" floating on water, they will swim thousands of meters effortlessly, as if they can't even breathe, and they can't train their hearts and lungs at all, so the fat at their waist will swell more and more ... So, I have a tendency of "liking the new and hating the old" and want to try new ways to exercise myself. * * * What really woke me up was my grandmother and my children, "Please face up to how long your physical function can last". These two are my favorites. My grandmother raised me and treated me well. She was forty-seven when I was born, just two years older than when I was born. However, there is a generation in the middle. I have known since I was a child that my grandmother is much older than me. I am very afraid that one day my grandmother will leave and I will be left in a world almost equal to the tears of lonely babies. The truth may not be that bad. My childhood imagination enlarged my fears. ) So I prayed secretly since I was a child, please give my half-life to my grandmother. I naively heard it this morning. This is what I believe. Grandma died at the age of 98. I am grateful that she can accompany me until I have lived for half my life. However, I also saw how difficult it is. She has been in bed for thirteen years. At the age of eighty-five, my grandmother, who can also ride a bike to the park to dance folk dances and go to places where the elderly can sing, one day, after she fainted due to a slight stroke, her health deteriorated sharply. Thirteen years, how many critical notices. I remember that at the beginning, the Snow Mountain Tunnel had not been opened, and I had to take a three-hour bus to the hospital in Yilan in the middle of the night ... On those winding roads, my hands were cold sweat, praying and praying ... My grandmother survived, however, her consciousness became more and more unclear ... Sometimes, I asked her, "Are you full?" She would reply, "The dog is outside." Our words are like two disconnected wires. She forgot everything, but remembered my voice. By the time she was 95, she almost didn't know me ... she couldn't get out of bed, and her body became more and more bent, like a shrimp. We will hear her * * *, but she can't speak and can't tell her own pain. It was so difficult that later, I found that I prayed for her longevity. Maybe it was just my selfish wrong prayer. I remember her phone book when she was eighty. Grandma has read books. She will write down the phone numbers of important people and favorite lyrics in her notebook. There are Japanese and Chinese, and the handwriting is beautiful. One day at the age of eighty, she was in a daze by the phone, holding a notebook in her hand, and the phone inside, one name after another, was crossed out. She said with empty eyes, "Hey, even if there is a phone now, I don't know who to call …" I gave birth too late. I thought that when my child was twenty-five, I would be old. If I live an unhealthy and miserable life, I won't be a great burden to her. It was at the age of "half-life" that I really began to face up to sports and really began to manage money. Financial management allows you to take care of yourself without involving children. Health, in order not to suffer, children worry. She can fly as far as she wants, without looking back and worrying about the old people at home. Coupled with prenatal toxemia during pregnancy, postpartum becomes chronic hypertension-the alarm in my heart makes a loud sound. I know that if I don't pay attention, I will be like my grandmother in the future. Even if I live for a long time, it will inevitably lead to vascular dementia or stroke due to familial hypertension, and finally my body will not be independent. This is not the end of my life, is it? I have tried my best to have a wonderful life in these years when I am still independent and mature. Can I have a happy life ending?

I think life is the same. Have your own pace and rhythm, sometimes you have to endure loneliness in the valley, and sometimes you have to endure cold and heat. Never stop unless you really can't. The following research is both worrying and happy for people who have lived for most of their lives. Japan reports: According to the latest statistics, the average life expectancy of Japanese men is over 80 years old, and that of women is as high as 86 years old. Women in China have always lived longer than men. Women are not happy when they hear "Long live". According to a professor's research, silver-haired women (over 65 years old) in Taiwan Province Province have more than 2 years of unhealthy life than men. In other words, the quality at the end of life is really not better than that of men; Men often leave because of acute diseases, and women often wander in hospital beds. More than 60% silver-haired people in Taiwan Province Province don't exercise at all, and don't even like going out. If you feel tired when you go out, shutting yourself in will only make you weaker and weaker, forming a vicious circle. Physically unhappy, mentally lacking. As soon as I left the workplace or the task of raising children, I sat in the well for a long time. There is nothing new in life, just like a white-headed maid-in-waiting, gossiping and gossiping or other people's affairs, repeating over and over again. Complain about the same thing in your heart and then say it; Worry about small things, remind me ... I don't know how I gradually lost the love of the world ... how can I be broad-minded with a narrow vision? In poor health, it is difficult to be refreshed. I used to be a person who didn't pay attention to health. Going out is not just shopping, how can you go to the gym? When I was studying, I was a student in a class with physical disabilities. Physical education class is a subject that I was most afraid of failing since I was a child. At that time, because there was a joint cyst on my wrist because of what I wrote in calligraphy, I met the volleyball class that I was most afraid of, and I signed up for the disabled class. Although I have to get up at six o'clock every day and go to school by bus, I had a much more comfortable time that semester. As long as I play table tennis (my opponent may be in a wheelchair, so I can't be too violent) or do gymnastics, my sports performance that semester is the highest I have ever achieved. After leaving school and going to physical education class, 70% of office workers lost their exercise habits, and so did I. It was not until I was twenty-six or seven years old that I sat still because I wrote too much. I just realized that I can't do it without exercise. Before I was forty, I studied flamenco and aerobic dance for several years. At that time, I studied for three or four years and continued every week. Although dancing is unprofessional, I think performing on stage is a joke, but it has a good effect on relieving backache caused by long-term desk writing. Looking back, it seems that the premature backache in my life is not a punishment, but a reminder. Otherwise, my body would have rusted ... After I stopped dancing, I was left swimming. If people become "good at" floating on water, they will swim thousands of meters effortlessly, as if they can't even breathe, and they can't train their hearts and lungs at all, so the fat at their waist will swell more and more ... So, I have a tendency of "liking the new and hating the old" and want to try new ways to exercise myself. * * * What really woke me up was my grandmother and my children, "Please face up to how long your physical function can last". These two are my favorites. My grandmother raised me and treated me well. She was forty-seven when I was born, just two years older than when I was born. However, there is a generation in the middle. I have known since I was a child that my grandmother is much older than me. I am very afraid that one day my grandmother will leave and I will be left in a world almost equal to the tears of lonely babies. The truth may not be that bad. My childhood imagination enlarged my fears. ) So I prayed secretly since I was a child, please give my half-life to my grandmother. I naively heard it this morning. This is what I believe. Grandma died at the age of 98. I am grateful that she can accompany me until I have lived for half my life. However, I also saw how difficult it is. She has been in bed for thirteen years. At the age of eighty-five, my grandmother, who can also ride a bike to the park to dance folk dances and go to places where the elderly can sing, one day, after she fainted due to a slight stroke, her health deteriorated sharply. Thirteen years, how many critical notices. I remember that at the beginning, the Snow Mountain Tunnel had not been opened, and I had to take a three-hour bus to the hospital in Yilan in the middle of the night ... On those winding roads, my hands were cold sweat, praying and praying ... My grandmother survived, however, her consciousness became more and more unclear ... Sometimes, I asked her, "Are you full?" She would reply, "The dog is outside." Our words are like two disconnected wires. She forgot everything, but remembered my voice. By the time she was 95, she almost didn't know me ... she couldn't get out of bed, and her body became more and more bent, like a shrimp. We will hear her * * *, but she can't speak and can't tell her own pain. It was so difficult that later, I found that I prayed for her longevity, maybe it was just my selfish wrong prayer. I remember her phone book when she was eighty. Grandma has read books. She will write down the phone numbers of important people and favorite lyrics in her notebook. There are Japanese and Chinese, and the handwriting is beautiful. One day at the age of eighty, she was in a daze by the phone, holding a notebook in her hand, and the phone inside, one name after another, was crossed out. She said with empty eyes, "Hey, even if there is a phone now, I don't know who to call …" I gave birth too late. I thought that when my child was twenty-five, I would be old. If I live an unhealthy and miserable life, I won't be a great burden to her. It was at the age of "half-life" that I really began to face up to sports and really began to manage money. Financial management allows you to take care of yourself without involving children. Health, in order not to suffer, children worry. She can fly as far as she wants, without looking back and worrying about the old people at home. Coupled with prenatal toxemia during pregnancy, postpartum becomes chronic hypertension-the alarm in my heart makes a loud sound. I know that if I don't pay attention, I will be like my grandmother in the future. Even if I live for a long time, it will inevitably lead to vascular dementia or stroke due to familial hypertension, and finally my body will not be independent. This is not the end of my life, is it? I have tried my best to have a wonderful life in these years when I am still independent and mature. Can I have a happy life ending?

This year, I began to practice long-distance running with a group of old classmates, and my idol became a Japanese super horse girl Kudo. She is the same age as me, but she can run 255 kilometers without sleep in 24 hours, setting a world record. Although, she has been an athlete since she was a child; She looks young at my age. It seems that exercise can really keep people young. When you start running when you are very old, nine times out of ten you will be reminded that your knee will be broken. The doctors I know are divided into two factions, and their views are quite different. However, I firmly believe in the theory of "use in and waste out". I think people should run when their knees are not broken. My knee is not broken, because for many years, my working relationship (only comedians are qualified to be fat on the screen) has to maintain a similar figure, and being fat or thin can be alert by plus or minus three kilograms at most. There was once a college classmate who tripled his weight ten years after graduation and changed his artificial joint at the age of 35. After running for nearly two years, I think it's not that people's knees will be bad when they are old, but that people's fat joints will be bad if they support too much. And, no, it's degenerate and bad. There are 80-year-old women in America who can run marathons, and there is more than one. I remember a news report that an 85-year-old silver-haired star died peacefully the next night after running a marathon. It is a great happiness to die without regret and do what you like best before you die. That's a happy ending. My friend who warned me that I would run with bad knees spoke highly of me, but I didn't know that I only ran 5 kilometers, so I had to go quickly if I couldn't run. I am not a person who will force myself to work too hard. How can people escape karoshi if they want to exert their superpowers, even for fun? After running for half a year, my friend invited me to run in the Gobi Desert, but I declined. I'm tired of running on the flat ground. Why run in the desert? It's good to disturb camels walking in the desert. I'll challenge the easy one first. It looks like an "entertainment project". After all, I'm far from old enough to train with iron and blood. The first marathon I signed up for was the Hawaii Marathon. I only ran a quarter of a horse for more than ten kilometers. My idol Kudo's real first marathon was also a Hawaiian horse. Because it was fun, I went to ... very simple psychology. Some jobs have become difficult. If I have to gnash my teeth when I run, I think the spark in my brain will soon go out. In the second month of running, I got tendinitis. I thought it was serious, but the podiatrist looked at me for a few minutes and asked me to buy a special insole-it really recovered after one month, and the pain stopped. The doctor himself is comparing three irons. Fortunately, he said, the muscles that have been in disrepair always protest when they are asked to work and exercise immediately. As long as you treat it well, it will submit. For a year and a half, when running became a hobby, nothing more terrible happened. On the contrary, my knees seem to be stronger. I used to work in high heels for eight hours, which was the most difficult time in my video recording. When I started running, I didn't seem so tired anymore. I wonder if you have noticed how real marathoners run? People who will get good grades must have their own rhythm and pace and will not be influenced by the people next to them. Everyone else has passed me, so let him go first. You should have your own calm rhythm so that you can run for a long time. The best runner is "No matter what others do, I still run my own". I think life is the same. Have your own pace and rhythm, sometimes you have to endure loneliness in the valley, and sometimes you have to endure cold and heat. Never stop unless you really can't. Our life is also a marathon without knowing the end. I just wanted to exercise. Later, I got a kind of confidence and sureness from my good physical strength, knowing that I was stronger than the original vitality. It's like a person who should have gone for gold, but suddenly he found a diamond by the river. Longevity is a gift and cannot be forced; Living well is a sacred task that we should do to ourselves. It's best to play to the last breath.