This week I learned I’m aging — not just chronologically but also biologically.
I’m not whining here. I’m just stating an objective fact. For the first time I know that my bones are more brittle. My hip and spine are “moderately” degenerating (whatever that means) and my body isn’t working with the same reliability it has in years past.
This fact of retirement was probably obvious to everyone but me. Aging is as much a part of life as puberty. I wasn’t happy about that either.
Our bodies eventually wear out whether we want them to or not.
Up to now. I have been doing 20, 40 and 60 mile tune ups. I changed the oil and bought new tires now and then. This time I may need to replace a part or become bionic.
I’m blessed with a positive disposition. I’m going to look for the improvements that make forest walks and an active lifestyle possible. I might even learn more about functional exercise and natural medicine. I also expect I’ll be spending a little more time in doctors’ offices. Yuck.
It’s hard to find adventure from a recliner. Now I have to go stretch.