Getting Older

Being just weeks away from my 54th birthday, my mind has been wandering over to the “OMG! I’m not young any more!” aisle of consciousness.  My husband reminds me that age is just a number and we’re only as old as we feel, but really…when I get up in the morning I feel more like 84 than 54.  My own fault, to be sure, but still.  So, what am I doing about it?  I’m giving eating better a half assed effort, and I’ve made it to the gym once a week for three weeks.  No need to rush these things.  I’m also climbing the stairs more.  My right knee feels that this is perhaps a poorly thought out maneuver, though.

One other thing I’ve been doing is making a list of all the “getting older” books I have.  I have several.  The one I’m starting to read now was given to my by my husband.  “Getting Over Getting Older,” by Letty Cotten Pogrebin (one of the co-founders of Ms Magazine) wrote this 17 years ago, so we’ll find out how relevant it is in 2013.  I’m hoping for some serious enlightenment and reassurance.

2 thoughts on “Getting Older

  1. bittenbyknittin

    You are a youngster! I turned 60 this past year, and the years leading up to it were worse than the actuality. But get moving or you will be sorry. I enjoyed reading Nora Ephron’s “I Remember Nothing” for a true but funny look at aging.

  2. admin

    I want to read that book. I’ve started going to the gym and using a pedometer. My goal is 8000 steps a day, and several days a week I exceed that.

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