Random reflections on aging:
I turned 64 yesterday. What is 64 supposed to feel like?
I don’t have any new aches and pains (at least not yet), although I did have a nasty encounter with gout about a month ago.
I’ve lost 30 pounds this year, am lifting weights and exercising more.
I just bought a set of golf clubs. Haven’t golfed in 20 years, so I’m thinking I’ll be a bit rusty. Of course, I was never any good in the first place, so I doubt it will show much.
Am I trying to stave off the inevitable?
Am I trying to somehow keep the grim reaper from knocking at my door?
No. I’m smart enough to know that, however much time I’ve got left, it is limited.
But I want that time to be as productive and healthy as possible. For however many years I’ve got left, I want to be strong. I want to be able to enjoy my wonderful wife, family, and friends. I want to be able to serve God in whatever way he wants me to.
I know that there will be things I can’t control. But I want to at least control the things I can.
Does that make sense?
On the plus side, in 364 days I’ll be eligible for all senior citizens’ discounts.
Gotta keep looking forward!