Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Aging Gracefully...I’ll Take Mine With a Diet Coke, Thanks

Oh my back!

Two days ago I turned 37.  It amazes me that one tiny number can make all the difference. Whether it’s the number on the scale, pant size or age it seems to have great meaning.  36 felt great, but not 37.  No, 37 has made me feel, well, old.  I woke up today and my neck ached, my lower back was screaming, and my joints were on fire.  Then when I looked in the mirror I noticed my salt and pepper hair was more salt than pepper.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be 37.  I feel very blessed.  I’m an Orthodontist, Periodontist, husband, father, avid mountain biker, farmer, author, and a new member of the late 30’s club.  All this got me thinking about aging.  There are hundreds, if not thousands, of books on how to stay young or age gracefully.  I noticed there was a void in books about getting old and accepting that it’s inevitable.  I might be on to something.  What’s so bad about enjoying life as you go, who cares about the number, on the scale or otherwise.  I think it’s time for a “How-to” on enjoying your new age without someone looking over your shoulder reminding you that Diet Coke is bad for your, or Tasty Cakes are full of sugar.  Who wants to count every calorie or turn a once fun bike ride into regimented exercise?  Not this guy.   So when it comes to being 37 or any age for that matter I think I take mine with a Tasty Cake in one hand, a Diet Coke in the other and a big ol’ smile on my face...and possibly a crick in my neck. 

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