Getting Older

Trip Start Jan 11, 2012
Trip End Jun 20, 2012

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Friday, March 9, 2012

For the most part, I think I'm aging pretty gracefully.  I can still do the things I enjoy, but I have noticed a few things that are very different now that I'm a year and half from 50.  And to be honest, I don't like them.

In my youth, I rode my bicycle everywhere.  I could pop a wheelie and ride with no hands for at least a block. I could ride for miles and not get tired and I never worried about falling. So these are the memories I have of myself when I decided to ride a bike to the grocery store the other evening.  Too bad Thomas didn't know me then.

When I first announced I was going by bike, there was a look of sheer terror on his face.  You'd think I'd been called to participate in the Hunger Games. (You have to read the book or see the upcoming movie.)  He immediately volunteered to go to the store for me.  "Oh, I want to go" I said.  I could tell he didn't want to offend me, so he calmly explained why it was better for him to go.  Bottom line, he didn't want me crashing in the dark.

Of course I was offended by his lack of confidence in me to ride a bike a half mile to the store at night.  So of course, I went. (And I wonder where Mecca gets her stubbornness, not.)  But only after promising I would turn around if I couldn't see well enough.

I forgot to mention I haven't ridden a bike in a couple, okay few years.  So I got on and wobbled down the street until I got my balance back. The freedom, the fresh air, I was having fun.  Then came the dark bridge. So this is where I noticed my hesitation: do I ride in the street and risk getting hit by a car, or ride on the narrow sidewalk next to the railing and risk running into the side and falling over the 3 foot wall?  Hm mm.  I wasn't wobbling anymore so I rode on the sidewalk.  Yahoo, small victory, I didn't fall over.

I bought too many groceries at the store so my backpack was about 10-15 pounds heavier on the way back.  More balance issues, but I worked it out. I made it safely over the bridge but ended up walking a bit because it was dark and I have to admit I couldn't see very well. By the time I made it home, I was tired and my legs and back hurt.  I never had this problem when I was younger.

The next thing I notice at my age is the interminable amount of time it takes for the smallest cut or bruise to heal.  Something that would have healed in a couple of days, now seems to take 3 to 4 times longer.  So I'm more concerned with falling while hiking and stuff because it hurts a heck of a lot more than it used to. And it takes so much longer to heal.

And finally, the uninvited pounds that have crept on the past couple of years.  They are like the dinner guests who won't go home.  No matter how many different ways you ask, they still won't leave. They have settled in and made themselves quite comfortable.

With all this said, I wouldn't want to be 20 or even 30 again.  I like having the wisdom and peace that only aging brings.  I figure as long as I stay active I'll be able to do all the activities I enjoy up until the day I leave this body behind. And who knows, with a little practice, I may even pop a wheelie again.


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Jana on

I know. It's the annoying aches and pains that come out of nowhere! P.S. my girl
Keeps saying "my only friend is in Hawaii". She's being dramatic, but the kids do miss M!

Traonah on

Great article!

Shannon on

Wonderful article! Like catching up with and old (new) friend. :-) i loved loved LOVED your description of the unleaving dinner guest pounds. Where do they come from anyway?!?
Thanks again for your fun posts.

Doreene on

Keep riding the bike! The unwanted guest will leave. Your metabolism will speed up and with a little aloe-vera you will heal faster with no scars. You're beautiful and fortunate to be alive! One of my Soros had a massive heart attack Sunday and is trying on wings right now she was your age and a Doctor. Between her and Alice Beckwith (more wings), my heart is really hurting so forgive me . Stay in gratitude. Keep laughing. I remember when you rode your bike in the LA Marathon. I totally understand the body thing and I am determined to win! : )

William on

Great experience... Thanks for sharing.

I had dinner with my mom last night who was reflecting on things she enjoyed doing things at 80. Her greatest joy these days is talking an being with family and friends as she proudly enjoys being 90.

Faye on

Sandra, you are gorgeous and will always be gorgeous and your heart and soul forever young...ask Thomas! Your article was so witty and funny! Thanks. Aloha. : )

Valarie Edwards on

Dearest Sandra, your post brought tears to my eyes. The laughter has subsided enough to add my voice to the chorus. I've been riding my bike lately and I remember the ease it used to be as little as 5 years ago. I joined a gym called Look Better Naked here in Fort Myers and that is exactly my goal. ;). BTW You're one of the best looking women I know so next time try that hands free thing and revel in your glory. Much love to Thomas and Mecc!

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