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The Strut

It was junior high and with two  of my friends we embarked on a journey known as hip hop dance class.  I wore my spandex shorts ready to do the running man. The shorts would be armor to hide the fact that I didn’t have an inkling of coordination.

The strut was the mandatory warm-up for every class with I’m too Sexy playing in the background.  We were to keep our heads up, shoulders rolled back, a sway to the hips, and strut across the floor.

I was a hopeless case as I clomped across the floor like a bull in a China shop. My hot pink neon biker shorts could not save me from my own strut.

It was just the other day as  I was in the midst of my Christmas shopping running from store to store and I was reminded of those awkward teenage memories.

The jolt that brought that memory back to life  was a blue haired lady in her eighties holding onto her walker and strutting her stuff. She glided across the floor with flair and grace. It was obvious no one was ever going to get in her way and she could eat any man alive.

I admired her strut and felt as she if she deserved a tiara for the way she flowed through the mall. It was her  confidence and pose  that gave me the urge  to want  bedazzle her walker.  It would be the perfect combo for this blue-haired diva.

It also give me an idea when I retire to Boca if I have a walker I want it bedazzled to match my hot pink velour jump suits. It’s the only way to grow old  and maybe, just maybe, I well be able to pull off that sexy strut. Afterall, practise makes perfect…

Do you make the most of your strut?

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Darcie Cameron is a RYT 200 who believes Yoga is a gift that is accessible to everyone with proper modifications, a patient smile and just taking the time to breathe. One of the greatest presents you will ever unwrap is when you connect your mind, body and spirit in perfect sync with your own breath. Connect with Darcie on Facebook

34 replies

  1. No matter what age you are we ALL need a little SPARKLE in our lives. I probably have lost my strut a bit, but am working on it:) Loving your post today!

  2. I LOVE this post!!! I work in a cardiac unit at a city hospital, and most of our patients are 70+ years old. We DEFINITELY have 90-year-old patients who still strut, and they are my FAVORITE!!! In fact, this gives me inspiration to write regarding one of our most recent, most plucky 90-year-old patients (with all sorts of links to your blog, of course!). When I retire, I’ll come with you and I’ll bedazzle my walker and we can strut our stuff together!

  3. You’ll need a pink hat to match. I’m picturing you at 84 singing ‘Shake your booty’ as you sashay through a mall, hands leaning on the handles of the walker.

  4. I’ve already located (and pre-ordered) my hot pink velour jump suit, but can’t fathom i’ll be able to find my “strut” any time soon…

  5. I do not make the most of my strut (mainly because it resembles a dromedary on LSD). However you give me new hope: with every day I care less and less about what people think. Perhaps when I reach the blue hair stage I shall care so little that I can treat the world to a bit of camel.

  6. Every now and then (mostly when the moon is full and I have been in the liquor cabinet again) I get the urge to try my strut.

    But I forgot where it is that I put it.

    They used to make us dance with the girls when it rained, man I hated that. As you can guess my favorite part of the news was the weather, if it was lined out to rain, I cut that day and went down to the pool hall.


    1. Hahaha! I bet you howl at the moon too! I bet it will come back which you find the right stuff in the liquor cabinet 😉

      The good ole days cutting class and heading to the pool hall! It sounds like a very wise decision too me!

  7. Well, you’ll certainly feel right at home in one of the retirement communities sprinkled throughout Boca with the bedazzled walker and velour suit…:) …I see it all the time, living in Boca!!!

  8. I would say mine is more a stride than a strut, but the intent is still there. Just hit 50, and strutting more now than way back then. I celebrate the curves my husband so adores and accenuate them as I stride the Underground Mall. Cocky? Yes! But loving it.

  9. Nope, I’m not very good at it – not graceful enough I reckon! Granny can though – she’s ninety – but don’t tell her I said so! She’s an adorable and tiny little lady, with her walker, that exudes a command of every encounter. I just step aside and let her do what she does best! She could instruct self-confidence as a master. Yes, I love her dearly!

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