I was in my 40s when I first discovered collagen. I read that it was brilliant for maintaining smooth, flawless skin. Young women, women 10 years my junior, were already devotees; and swore to its efficacy.
And I was at the age when you first start trying to hold back time.
Let not the maintenance of eternal youth admit impediment.
And it worked.
Perfectly.
I continued to take it for many years and my skin was unwrinkled. (It still is.) At the time I didn’t consider that there might be other benefits; significant benefits, benefits that would matter more (and more) as I grew older.
And why should I?
I was still in excellent health. I had no aches or pains. I sat up and bounded out of bed in the morning as if I was still in my thirties. I walked for miles with my dogs. Life was good.
And I took it completely for granted.
And then the shop where I had bought my collagen all those years closed down (the owner retired). I lived in a rural location and when my supplies eventually ran out, I didn’t replace them. Of course I could have bought them online, but by this time I had accepted that I was growing older and cared less about ‘looking young’ and keeping my skin wrinkle-free.
Time passed.
I noticed shallow grooves forming between my nose and mouth – but I shrugged my shoulders. I was bound to happen one day, I told myself. Let it go.
Then I began to feel stiff when I got up in the mornings. I was now in my mid 60s and had never suffered the aches and pains of growing older – until now.
I couldn’t understand why age, which I had shrugged off so easily for so long, was suddenly catching up with me. My legs felt stiff and inflexible when I walked. I had aches and pains. It was horrible.
But I didn’t see any way I could change it. I was getting older. Time was catching up with me. A bit late, perhaps, but it had got to me in the end.
The future looked depressing.
Would it get worse?
How much worse? And how quickly?
I hated it. Why was I suddenly becoming an old woman? Was my body going to seize up completely?
I began to feel depressed. Was it really going to be all downhill from here?
Was there nothing I could do about it?
Nothing?
Then it happened.
I was browsing casually through a newspaper when a word leapt out at me.
Collagen.
COLLAGEN!
Was that it? After all, I thought, I used to take collagen for years – and then I stopped.
Surely it was only since then that old age had crept up on me.
Not immediately, of course. Not nearly soon enough for me to make a connection.
But nevertheless…since then.
Could that be it?
Could that be the answer?
I decided I would start taking collagen again.
Immediately.
And that’s when I discovered BUBS collagen.
I could buy it online: a regular supply.
It was high-quality collagen with excellent reviews. And maybe it would chase away those aches and pains which had begun to plague me.
I am so, so glad I did.
I didn’t expect immediate relief, but I was amazed at how quickly it started to make a difference. Within 14 days I was walking more easily, and my legs no longer ached with the effort.
Within a month I was bounding out of bed again, instead of easing myself stiffly upright.
My joints moved easily.
It was wonderful.