Right. Sixty years old and I've just done my second ever proper weights session at the local leisure centre and I want to tell you it was empowering and transformative but honestly it was mostly just awkward. I didn't know where anything was. I asked a man roughly the age of my youngest about the cable machine and he explained it very slowly like I was a visiting dignitary from another century. I smiled and said thank you and then did it completely wrong anyway. I'm doing this because my DEXA came back and my GP used the word "osteopenia" in a tone that made me feel like I'd failed a test I didn't know I was sitting. She was perfectly nice about it but I drove home and sat in the car for a bit. Then I looked things up, found this community, and decided that doing nothing wasn't an option. So. Two sessions a week is the plan. I'm also trying to get more protein in because I read it matters for muscle and I've been eating like someone who forgot they have a body. More eggs, more Greek yogurt, occasionally some chicken that isn't just an afterthought on top of pasta. I'm also building up a timeline of the joint stuff before my next appointment. My knees have been grumbling for about two years, hands started more recently. I want to actually say that clearly rather than just shrugging and going "oh you know, a bit achy" which is what I normally do. My GP is good but I let her off too easily. Anyway. Awkward is fine. Awkward means I'm there. x