Let’s Get Physical/Stairway to Healthy

Don’t wait to get in shape. Stay in shape. That is what I have always believed; and while I admit I am not a workout fanatic, I’ve always tried to be active enough to stay in shape. There seems so little that I have control over in life which only increases my resolve to at least control how well I feel, and as much as is possible, how I look. I admit I love walking, biking, and sometimes swimming; but, I loathe gyms and regimens that are the same every time. Routine makes it seem so much like work and I already work. I walk all day long, but I admit it is not enough to burn those extra calories needed to keep life’s mid century bulge from successfully overtaking what used to be my body. When did I lose control and the tables turn against me?  I eat far less than I ever did as little as five or ten years ago. I shudder to think what would happen if I would dive into all that cheese covered pizza or half a dozen tortillas with queso that our family gleefully ate. Yes! I ate it freely.


Yeah, yeah…I hear the hubby reminding me my body is (should I punch him now?) older now, I admit that I am no longer a 21 year old girl,  and no longer am I chasing small children around all day. But, I am hardly lethargic or too old to stop caring about my health.


I admit my love for walking beaches, hiking trails, and around the neighborhood. Unfortunately for my heart rate, these walks are more fun if I take photos and, well, that sort of defeats the purpose-what, with stopping every five minutes for shots of birds, flowers and bees. And statues, and lizards and squirrels and, and, and…see what I mean?

admit  to being distracted. 

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St Augustine Lighthouse


A recent desire to see one of the lighthouses I had never been to in another city ended up inspiring a seed in my brain,  a new idea.  I was already excited to visit a new lighthouse with a new view and old history.  We climbed the steps to the “Welcome, let us encourage you to spend more money” podium; and as I listened to the host’s well rehearsed dissertation extolling the rich history and opportunities to learn more about what is being done there to preserve said history, the grounds and trails, my mind struggled with impatience until a single statement lit up like a neon and seeded itself in that gray matter.


And you can get a membership which gives you free entry for a year to the Lighthouse and grounds, as well as discounts in the gift shop and a newsletter of upcoming events.

I must admit,  it sounded promising.. So I listened patiently as the hubs shifted on his feet. (He hates sales pitches and would quickly admit to it).


We made our way inside for our tickets, then enjoyed the grounds, the lighthouse; and of course I climbed to the top. I admit I really do love climbing as a means of excelerating my heartrate. I have a mini stepper gathering dust in a corner of honor;  but, again, I just get so bored. In sharp contrast, climbing to the summit where a beacon of light once guided sailors and ships safely into harbor, kept by humble, hardworking folk whose own lives were often in peril, just fills me with enthusiasm and the desire to do more, be better, to rise above limitation to light that light, make that goal and feel the wind in my face. Well….something like that.


I admit to delusions of grandeur.


We don’t live near enough to that lighthouse for me to have a membership to it, but there is one near us that I admit remains my favorite one. The climb is steeper and I prefer the view. (And there is a great harbor bar and grill right across the road, perfect for that after workout reward brew) 😉 You know I just read that a shot of whiskey a day is good for you. Who knew!? I must admit I am always ahead of the crowd. Lol.


So, for a $20 membership I can go in and up any time I want over the next year. That’s a heck of a lot less than Planet Fitness! And the photo ops are much better.


I wanted to share some images of this great landmark and encourage anyone visiting the Daytona Beach area to head down to the Ponce Inlet Lighthouse Park and take the tour. You know you want to! 😀

I must admit I postd this yesterday but have backed up the bus and linked it to Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt  

Check out the daily prompt and rules there and be sure to have a look at the other great blog posts you see. Now, onward and upward!

On the grounds are the old keeper’s quarters and several other historic buildings with museum artifacts and historical documents about its construction and evolution.
Yes, looks high doesn’t it?
Round and round and round she goes….
The views from the landings are nice, alternating between land and beachside. A few of them can be stepped onto for a closer look.
I love the play of shadow and light as the setting sun filters in through the windows.
Made it! It can be windy and it takes a minute to get your bearings. But Idmit it is worth the chills.
But what a view. The crisp air. A fine reward for my climb.
A few more steps lead to the Fresnel prism light, the modern day version of the ships’ guiding light. Although you can’t actually get into the prism room, a space between the rail and glass allows for a decent shot.
And back down again. I have friends who won’t even think of doing this.
This is all they see….
Once back on ground I decide to explore a couple of places I had missed on half a dozen other visits.
There is always lovely flora on and around the grounds. Hello little Brown Eye!
Antique bell
This building houses Fresnel Prisms of varying sizes, all absolutely mesmerizing
I love the actual prismatic effect of the sunlight through the lenses
Thanks Ponce Lighthouse for such a grand way to get healthy. You have to admit, it is a beautiful way to go!

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The Sentry/Poetry

The Sentry   Stoic, you stand against the wind, the tide, the storm, the sailor’s friend. In faith each night the lamp was lit, the fire, the hope to avoid Jones’ pit. Two hundred and three, the steps each way, ascend, descend the Keeper’s day. Dreaded vampire, mosquito that feasts on skin, the blood of innocent beasts. Crane it saved, and happy he, did write, the tale in ink of thee. Majestic, you tower to the sky, to shine, to sing as the seabirds fly. Of old, the Keepers that changed hands, children, lovers walked upon your sands. Second built, … Continue reading The Sentry/Poetry