I think I might be getting old. For example, my patience has worn very thin - for most everything. I have zero tolerance. I instantly "hate" skinny young 30-something girls who "got it goin' on". Ok, hate is a strong word but I definitely feel threatened. I have limits now, where I didn't use to. I roll my eyes at the things young people say/do/wear. I'm getting cranky.
But, here is the kicker. Due to my recent stomach issues, I have had to add more fiber to my diet. Isn't that something old people do??? The other morning, I found myself in line at Wal-Mart, buying Benefiber. This is in addition to - on doctor's orders - the added a probiotic! What is happening???? Please stop me if you ever hear me say "when I was your age...". Good grief!!!
Everyone knows that the older you get, the harder it is to lose weight. I am guessing that's true since I am a whole year older than I was when I started this journey and I CAN'T GET THESE LAST POUNDS OFF!
Things creek more when I stand up. "Things" have shifted. Some things aren't at all where they should be. I don't bounce back as quickly as I used to when I have had a few adult beverages. And Lord watch out if I haven't had enough sleep!!!
Age.
I know it's only a number. I know it should be a frame of mind. Most days I feel much younger than my 40-something years. Then there are other days when I have to ask myself...
Am I old?
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