Issue No.178: The health lesson six decades taught me
Live Well Journal Issue No.178: The health lesson six decades taught me The Seasons of Health From a bulletproof, free-range childhood to sixty and still moving, Jan reflects on every season of her health journey, and why the goal was never intensity. It was joy. Jan Owen AM Co-founder, Be Well Hawthorn PUBLISHEDAugust 23, 2026 Read time I was reflecting on my health journey the other day. I remember vividly being young and physically bulletproof. My three brothers, I, and the neighbourhood kids climbed, jumped, swam, fought constantly in that wrestling, roll-around-but-don’t-hit-anyone way, played every sport going, crossed creeks and rivers that were flooding, rode bikes without brakes, rode horses without saddles, picked up toads and snakes, killed toads and snakes. In all that time, only one of us had an accident and broken a body part. It was when one of my brothers was using the other’s legs as cricket stumps. We weren’t free-range kids of hippy parents; we were just everyday suburban Brissy kids whose parents firmly believed children should play outside from dawn til dusk at every opportunity. In my early twenties, I used to go camping with friends. We hiked and swam all day, stayed up all night playing guitars, smoking, drinking and partying, downed the hangover Macca’s in the morning, and still got to uni or work the next day. By the time I hit my thirties, I had three young children. Our third child had died, along with my mother and young brother-in-law, all within a few years of each other. The emotional trauma was overwhelming at times, but the physical demands of life continued. I must have done tens of thousands of steps a day. Do the steps really count when you’re doing them in the middle of the night, crying with a crying baby? Or does the sheer exhaustion of hardly being able to stand on your feet and keep your eyes open cancel out the benefits? In between, I sprinted (literally, at times) between work, kids, family crises, soccer, swimming lessons, etc., and collapsed into wine o’clock on Friday night. It was hard to prioritise exercise and wellbeing when pure survival was everything. In my thirties, I discovered pump classes at lunchtime near my office. Remember pump? A precursor to Zumba, maybe. Quick, high-intensity and fun, exactly what I needed in the middle of the day to keep my energy up. During my forties, I lived in Sydney half the time and got into running, inspired by my husband running marathons and triathlons. There’s something freeing about running through streets, forests and parks. Hard on the body, though, so yoga became my antidote. Before fifty, I’d moved back to Melbourne, taken up bike riding as the transport option du jour in the most liveable city in the world, joined a doof-doof gym for about five minutes, and discovered the intense relaxation and detox benefits of saunas and hyperbaric chambers, with yoga and meditation rounding out the body-mind-soul connection. Just in time as menopause moved in. By the time I got to sixty, I had a few small injuries from running and biking, so physio-led Pilates entered the picture alongside all the other things I still love. The last few years have included weights and family pickleball on a Sunday afternoon. I don’t pump or run the streets anymore. Although the point is, I could. One long-term study tracking thousands of people for over a decade found that this everyday movement lowered the risk of heart disease by more than a quarter and cut the risk of dying early by around 30 per cent. Bring in the joy Looking back across these health seasons of my life, I sought the things which gave me the most energy, vitality, sense of wellbeing and, importantly, made me happy! Psychologist Barbara Fredrickson calls it ‘broaden and build’. Positive emotions don’t just reflect good health. They construct it, building physical, social and psychological resources that compound over time. When you feel joy, interest, or contentment, your brain lowers its defences. You see more possibilities, think more creatively, and process peripheral information better. Positivity isn’t just a reward or a pleasant side effect of success; it is an active engine for personal growth, health, and survival. Everything has its season Just as when I was a kid, I still like to move. Without effort. Without groaning. Without complaining. I like to feel and be strong. It brings me happiness and joy. In this season, I definitely understand you can’t just leave that to chance. The older you get, the more attention you have to pay. This is exactly why we built Be Well the way we did. Not a gym built around one type of class or one kind of body, but a place built for the seasons: somewhere you can lift, sweat, sauna, stretch and recover, and shift between all of them as your body and your day, year or decade demand. We didn’t want a room full of people chasing a single regime. We wanted a place people could keep coming back to year after year because it kept up with them, whatever season they were in. I have no idea what lies ahead. David and my health journeys have been completely different, but I do know that whether healthy and well or sick and recovering, Be Well is built into the foundations of our health and wellbeing and that of our hundreds of Members of all ages and stages of life. Here’s to loving and embracing your season with joy! See you again at Be Well soon. Longevity snip Movement Matters More Than Hitting a Target This piece makes the case that we’re framing exercise wrong. Nearly a third of adults don’t move enough, older adults face the biggest barriers, and yet even small increases in activity help. The authors argue society, not just willpower, needs to make moving easier. Source: here About the author Jan Owen AM Co-founder, Be Well Hawthorn · Hon DLit ·
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