Hi. My name is Donna, and a while back I woke up and realized I am no longer young. OMG, as the kids say. Oh my God. All the scary things of aging crowded my mind at once. Nursing homes. Death. Elastic waistbands and ugly shoes. I wanted to pound on the door of Old Age, crying, “Let me out! You don’t understand–I’m only 28!”
As you might have guessed, no one produced a key that opened the magic door, and I turned 60 a few weeks later. Bummer.
But unlike a lot of people my age, I’m surprisingly healthy, fit, and fairly slender. I look positively trim in clothing. But underneath, 60-itis reigns. It’s the usual story: sagging all over the place, a tummy, back fat. Sigh. What’s a girl to do, but stay covered and keep a ready supply of Spanx? Whoever said 60 is the new 40 hadn’t reckoned on cellulite.
Somewhere along this lumpy, bumpy road, I became fixated on preventive medicine—doing whatever it takes to stay well. I read a lot—books, articles, and information on the internet. There’s some great information there, but you’re well advised to take it with several large grains of salt. And I place a lot of value in a good physician—they should be your best wellness guru.
In researching my own health, I’ve uncovered a lot of information that you might find useful, and we’ll discuss in later posts. We’ll also talk about beauty, food, fitness, and anything else that is part of a life well-lived.
That 28-year-old girl inside of me refuses to be extinguished, and she’s absorbed a fair amount of wisdom along the way. One of the things she’s learned is that for all its faults, getting older can be a pretty amazing place to be as long as you have your health, friends, and a steady supply of wine.
I hope you’ll join me on the journey.