Still reading Judith Thurman's biography on Colette. This looks like something for the notebook:
Colette was not the first woman of the century to work out, but she was one of the first amateurs. She had just turned thirty, and she had a morbid fear of succumbing to the matronly flaccidity that was the fate of the average middle-aged woman of that era. In the process of becoming fit, she discovered that exercise strengthens one's morale. … Colette had understod, precociously, that the true beauty of a woman's muscles is identical with their purpose, and that's self-support.
~ From Secrets of the Flesh, pp132-133
Ladies, please go exercise. Or do yoga.