|Seriously. With all the pills out there|
for every crazy ailment, why haven't
they figured out a pill to stay young?
Then came the "getting out of bed" portion of my day; I remember it as if it were a couple of hours ago. Dragging my flannel covered ass into the bathroom, I looked into the mirror and saw an old woman; pale, blotchy, flat, and tired. Is this what health looks like or is this the effects of living in a rain forest in the middle of winter? As I showered, blow dried, and dressed, there was nothing I could do to feel "put together"...I continued to feel like the old woman who just got out of bed. The good news was my wrinkles were invisible due to the puffiness around my eyes (bonus...at least I had that going for me).
What is it about aging? I have slowly wrapped my head around the fact I'm turning 44 and soon I will be on the other side of my 40s. I haven't really felt the effects of aging that I hear about from others....I'm energetic, I don't creak, I'm not sore, I still have the maturity of an 18 year old (which is probably not a good thing) but....I'm starting to get hints that it isn't going to be too long before things start changing. Or is that in my head?
I know I have written a ton about how exercise and eating well helps slow the aging process (and I completely believe that and practice it as much as I can - when I'm not nursing a sore back or screwed up knee) but in the end....I do actually believe we age. Crap. I didn't think it would happen to me.
|Poor superhero. I just know what he's|
thinking...he's wishing he didn't use
permanent superhero suit paint.
It scares me when I think of how "the youth today" must see me. In my head I'm like them; I talk their language, listen to their music, understand (most of) their culture...but they still see me as their mother's friend. Oh the horror! It's funny, hey? You just don't notice aging until it literally hits you in the face on a Wednesday morning while you are prying your eyes open in front of the bathroom mirror. Stupid mirror.
How does this relate to health? I think the psychology of aging is more influential than the physiology of it. I feel old today and will probably move and look like someone near retirement age. Tomorrow, I may bound out of bed and feel 35 again (...what the hell, it's my blog, I'll say 25 again). Intellectually, I know that age is all in my head. I have met some very interesting and vibrant 75 year olds who didn't strike me as "old" so why am I walking around my day feeling 85? It could be that I haven't seen the sun for a week or work hasn't really kicked in yet. Perhaps I need some fresh air or a good run outside? Whatever the solution, this feeling will be back and I will slowly transition into middle age (somewhere around 55 is my guess...there is NO WAY I'm middle aged at 44....NO WAY!).
For those reading who have already gone through this transition from youth to middle age I'm sorry I never appreciated what you may have gone through. For me, there is a feeling of loss with age that is mixed with a sense of accomplishment and self confidence (coupled with anger, bitterness, and the urge to wear leg warmers and skinny jeans again). There should be support groups for aging or a special opportunities to save money or.....wait a minute....don't seniors centers and discounts do that already? Now I get it!
That's all I got. Now I must go to the store and grab some Clairol for my skunk stripe.
|Okay. I have found my new role model! Love that|
bathing suit! I do believe aging is about atiitude.