Three quarters of the time when you hear about a vital senior like this, yoga seems to be involved. Remember the Delaney sisters? African-american centennarians who sawed limbs off the branches of their trees, did all their own housework and yardwork, and practiced yoga.
My own personal longevity hero was a woman named Beverly who I knew from my church. She was 96, and died only because a drunk driver hit her when she was bicycling from the yoga class she was teaching to the flute class she was teaching. While I was enraged that a drunk driver had ended such a productive and inspiring life, I prefer that to the thought of dying on a sick bed.
Over 300 people came to her funeral... Most of them current or former students. Wow, I want to be like that when I grow up.
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Date: 2006-07-20 02:08 pm (UTC)My own personal longevity hero was a woman named Beverly who I knew from my church. She was 96, and died only because a drunk driver hit her when she was bicycling from the yoga class she was teaching to the flute class she was teaching. While I was enraged that a drunk driver had ended such a productive and inspiring life, I prefer that to the thought of dying on a sick bed.
Over 300 people came to her funeral... Most of them current or former students. Wow, I want to be like that when I grow up.
Hmm