They say you're only as old as you feel. If that's the case, I must be 117. Growing old stinks and I don't like it. Every day brings a new ache or pain. Body parts and organs don't work like they once did. I have to take pills for things. I'm slower than I used to be. I make that old man groaning sound when I stand up. Everybody at the Walmart pharmacy knows me on a first name basis. I have other complaints too, but for the life of me I can't remember what they are.
So what do I do? This is not how I imagined things when I was younger. No. I wasn't going to be like those old folks who when they got together talked about aches, pains, doctors and operations. But here I am in my 50's and I'm becoming one of them and I don't like it at all.
It's true, I'm becoming a grumpy old man. What a realization. I'm a grumpy old man. Some people seem to revel in that, but that is not what I want to be. This realization brings with it the need for changes in my life--changes that will improve my quality of life. These are things that I should have done years ago, but beating myself up over it does not help. The past is the past and there is nothing I can do about that. I just need to get started now and do what I can do.
I have become less active as I've grown older. This is in large part because of physical problems stemming from a back injury. But as I have come to realize, this sedentary life style is my problem. What a vicious cycle. Activity and exercise hurt so I don't do them. The lack of activity is causing my symptoms to worsen. So it comes down to a matter of will power. How much do I want to change?
I have made my decision. I want to be around a while longer as well as experience a better quality of life. So I am about to embark on a new journey. I am going to make changes to my life that according to what the experts tell me will improve my life. Beginning today, I am going to do the things that are necessary to get my body into shape.