Today is my birthday! In honor of it I decided to send a sarcastic note to my aging body and show a bit of appreciation for the little things that tend to happen to many of us as we age.
Professionally I understand what happens to the aging body, but personally I pretend its not happening. Sound familiar to any of you?
Age is a funny thing. The older I get the more physically and mentally I want to challenge myself, but my body sometimes has a different view on it all
May 30, 2012
Dear Aging Body,
I’m writing this letter of complaint over a few things that have transpired over the last few years with regards to my physical body. I’m not sure if you are aware of these issues so I thought I’d take the time to send you a note so you could review them.
First of all, I’m extremely disappointed in the way you recover from exercise endeavors. I’ve never been so insulted in all of my life! I work so hard to maintain a high level of fitness and can’t believe you could be so disrespectful and create so much chaos in my joints and muscles.
I am especially disgusted with the lack of support you have given me when it comes to my personal physical activities (strength conditioning, running, yoga, & aerial dance). My strong core and flexibility seem to be hindered for some reason. What have you done? Why did you take my joint range of motion away from me? What did I ever do to you except provide you with good strength conditioning activities, yoga practice and supportive foods?
I’ve also noticed I can’t see things far away when it is dark outside. To top that off, my phone, computer and most reading material creates a blurry haze and it makes it impossible to see what I’m doing. How am I supposed to work under these conditions? Wearing corrective eyewear has helped, but there is this other problem of forgetting where I put the damn things.
Being forgetful, misplacing beloved keys, shoes, phones, pets and oftentimes children is becoming quite a pain. Sometimes I begin a conversation with somebody and start to lose track of…Wait, what was I saying? OK, never mind! In essence, I’m losing my mind.
Also, I just don’t understand what you’ve done to my skin. What’s up with the crepe paper lining of flesh? Why is this necessary? I get the fines lines, wrinkles and sun freckles, that’s the sign of a fun life, but the loss of elasticity is just insulting. There is just no good reason for this.
I really just want you to stop bothering me and let me live my life. Even if I can’t see, remember my name or have some joint aches and pains it beats the alternative of being you: aging, atrophied, blind, deaf, lack luster and having no sense of adventure or humor.
I will wear sunscreen, eat my greens, refrain from unhappy people, exercise, and continue to rise above your negativity. I’m sorry that you have to be this way. It is sad and unfortunate, but just a part of who you are. I will send you good wishes for health and vitality.
Sincerely- Amy Bomar