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I'm 74 and until about four months ago I thought I was just slowing down. That's what I told myself. Slowing down. I said it to my husband. I said it to my daughter. I said it to myself every afternoon when I sat down after lunch and didn’t move again until Home and Away came on. I wasn’t sick. Nothing was exactly wrong. I just had nothing left in me by midday. I'd get up in the morning feeling like I hadn’t slept. I'd have my toast, do the washing up, maybe hang some washing out. And that was me. Done. The rest of the day was just sitting. My husband would suggest things. A walk along the river. Lunch out somewhere. A drive to the nursery. And I’d say yes and then when it came to it, I just didn’t want to go. Not because I didn’t want to. I did. I just didn’t have it in me. I started saying no to things I used to love. My daughter invited me to take the grandchildren to the park on a Saturday. I said I wasn’t feeling up to it because I knew I’d be on my feet for an hour and I didn’t have the energy. My friend from the local community group asked if I wanted to come back to the walking group — just a short one, an hour tops. I said my knees were acting up. But it wasn’t really my knees. It was everything. I felt like I was watching everyone else get on with their lives while I just sat there. My husband started finishing my sentences because I’d lose track halfway through. I’d forget what I went into a room for — three, four times a day. I’d read the same page of my book twice and none of it would stick. I put it all down to my age. I’m 74. What do you expect? My mum was the same. Her mum was the same. You get older, you slow down, you sit more. That’s just how it goes. I believed that completely. Then my daughter sent me something to read. She’s always sending me things — half the time I don’t bother. But this one caught my eye because it wasn’t about a diet or a disease. It was about something called nitric oxide. I’d never heard of it. Basically, it’s something your body makes on its own. Its job is simple — it keeps your blood vessels open so blood can move around your body properly. To your muscles. To your brain. To your joints. Everywhere. When you’re younger, your body makes plenty of it and you never think about it. Everything just works. But after about 60, your body might start making less and less. And when that happens, your blood may not flow as well as it should. Your muscles may not get enough oxygen, so they get tired quickly. Your brain may not get what it needs, so your thinking goes foggy. Your whole body is trying to do the same things it always did, but on half the fuel. I read that and thought — that’s me. Every single thing. The tiredness. The foggy head. The heavy legs. The feeling of being completely worn out by lunchtime. I wasn’t slowing down because I was old. My body might just not have been getting what it needed to keep going properly. The article said one of the best natural sources of what your body needs to make more nitric oxide is beetroot. Now, my late father-in-law grew beetroot in his garden and pickled it. The whole family loved it. I never did. Something about that earthy, soil-like taste — I just can’t get past it. Never could. Even as a kid I used to push it to the side of the plate. But I kept reading. Beetroot is full of something called nitrates. Your body takes those nitrates and turns them into nitric oxide. More nitric oxide means your blood may flow better. More oxygen gets to where it needs to go. And you may actually have the energy to get through the day. It also mentioned beetroot contains natural anti-inflammatory compounds called betalains — the things that give it that deep red colour. They may help with joint stiffness and the general aches that build up over the years. So it’s potentially working on the tiredness and stiffness at the same time. I was sceptical. I never would have thought beetroot had such good qualities. I’ve been around long enough to know most of these things sound too good to be true. But I thought — it’s beetroot. It’s a vegetable. What’s the worst that happens? Now, I would have just tried eating more beetroot. But like I said — I can’t stand the taste. I tried once, years ago, when my husband was on a health kick. Roasted it. Put it in a salad. Even tried it in a soup. Couldn’t do it. And the mess it makes of the kitchen — everything turns purple. The chopping board. My fingers. The tea towels. I’m not dealing with that every morning. And honestly, even if I loved the stuff — who’s going to peel and cook beetroot every single day? At 74, I haven’t got the patience for that nonsense. So I looked at capsules instead. But when I started seeing what was actually in these supplements, I was shocked. Most of them are full of fillers and additives. I looked at four or five different ones and every single one had a long list of ingredients that had nothing to do with beetroot. One of them — beetroot wasn’t even the main ingredient. A filler was. Then I looked at where they were actually made. Half of them are made overseas and just repackaged here. You’d never know unless you dug into it. And the beetroot in most of them isn’t organic. That worried me. If the beetroot isn’t organic, it’s been grown with pesticides. And with a root vegetable, those chemicals don’t just stay on the outside. They may soak right into the flesh. That’s the bit they’re concentrating and putting into a capsule. So you could be swallowing something every morning thinking it’s doing you good, while also putting stuff into your body you don’t even know about. At my age, I don’t need that. I nearly gave up. Then my daughter — she doesn’t give up easily — sent me one more link. BeetaMed™. I looked at the ingredients. One ingredient. Organic beetroot. That was it. No fillers. No additives. Nothing else. 1,300mg per serving. Just beetroot in a capsule. Certified by Organic Farmers and Growers — one of the strictest organic certifications in the UK. And it’s made in Worcester. Not shipped in from somewhere else and repackaged. Actually made here. And the capsules — no taste whatsoever. You swallow two with your morning cuppa and you wouldn’t know you’d taken anything. No beetroot flavour. No earthy taste. Nothing. My friend from the community group takes them too now. She can’t swallow capsules — never has been able to. So she opens them up and stirs the powder into her yoghurt. Works just the same. I checked the reviews on Trustpilot before I ordered because I don’t trust anything online these days. They were rated excellent. Real people. People my age. Saying stiffness had eased, saying they seemed to have more energy, saying they were getting out and about again. A few mentioned the customer service too — at my age this matters. I saw they had a 30-day money-back guarantee — two full months to try it and send it back if it didn’t work. That’s what made me think, well, there’s no risk really. They also had a 50% OFF offer on, so I got three months’ supply. I ordered it and it arrived two days later, which I didn’t expect. Two capsules with my morning cuppa. First week — nothing I could really point to. Maybe a tiny bit less flat in the afternoons, but I wasn’t sure. Second week — I noticed I was still up and doing things at three o’clock. Normally I’d be in the chair since half one. Third week — my husband suggested a walk along the river and I said yes without thinking. We walked for twenty-five minutes. I didn’t ask to stop once. That hadn’t happened in a long time. By the end of the first month, something had properly shifted. I’m not saying I felt like I was 40 again. I’m not daft. But the heaviness was gone. I was finishing what I started. I was reading my book and actually following the story. I was getting to the end of the day and realising I hadn’t sat down all arvo. My daughter noticed. She said, "Mum, you sound different on the phone." I did feel different. I’ve been taking it for four months now. I’ve reordered twice. The second time, they were out of stock — I had to wait about a month. Now I keep a spare bottle in the cupboard so I don’t get caught out. My friend from the community group asked me last week why I seemed brighter. I told her. She ordered hers that evening. If you’ve been telling yourself you’re just slowing down — that this is just what your 70s feel like — I said the same thing. 👉https://go.usevelaro.com/BeetaMed/im-67-and-these-organic-beetroot-capsules-gave-me-back-my-vitality-after-years-of-bloody-aching-joints-and-constant-tiredness