|Pelvic floor images were too gross|
When I used to drive more than I do now, I tried to perform a few pelvic floor exercises whenever I was stopped at a red robot. I don't any more. For one thing, the agonised screwing up of my face while I was trying to isolate this muscle, used to concern motorists and I picked up some very odd looks. Since I hardly drive any more (I would rather knit/crochet on our long road trips), I have forgotten all about this very essential muscle. Until my sister-in-law started having incontinence problems. I suddenly remembered how very inconvenient this can be, when your urethra straightens out, no longer having a useful S-bend as happens so often with age and/or child birth. I did have mine fixed many years ago, but I got bronchitis a week later and coughing undid the good work. So now, as a passenger in our car, I am trying again to improve matters as I am well aware that when the children ask me to jump on the trampoline, unless I have emptied my bladder within the last five minutes, I am asking for trouble. Maybe I shouldn't expect to jump on the trampoline at my age, but then again, why not? Hopefully, it will just take a little regular effort which will pay dividends in the long run.