For anyone not understanding the reference, I wrote about this subject some time ago (although I had to re-create the page just now for the current CMS we use). I’ve finally hit 50. And I stand behind nearly all I wrote in that essay eight years ago.
The things I don’t stand behind? The only one that's really important is the idea that fitness has to be difficult. Since sometime in January or February, I’ve simply changed what I eat and when I eat it, and have joyfully (and astonishedly, I must say) watched at least 20 lb. worth of fat melt away. I say “at least 20” because, having gained some significant muscle mass during that time too, that has likely offset some of my fat loss. I’d wished to have a photo or two to show you seven of me at fifty—wearing a li’l black silk dress I bought at Limited Express circa 20 years ago—but I can’t. Not because I don’t fit into the dress yet—I do, and look better in it than I ever did before—but because I don’t have a photographer handy. The other thing worth mentioning is the bit about dyeing my hair ... just don’t see me doing that still.
I’m still a work in progress. I’d like to lose just a bit more fat ... I certainly have a lot of room for improvement in many other areas, as well (patience still comes to mind, for starters). But I am so happy to be 50 (an age my mother never reached) that I am very content with myself today, just the way I am.
Happy Crone Day