I HAVE MOVED

After a lot of thought and consideration -- I have decided to retire One Foot in Reality and leave it as an Archive. I will still monitor it to keep the trolls at bay, but will not be posting here any longer.

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Thank you for all they years of following One Foot In Reality.

Harold

Monday, November 3, 2014

Old is More Than a Word

After a lot of thought I have decided to move some of best of my old posts from Aging Runnah and A Runnah’s Story blogs, primarily the old reviews, maybe a few of the better posts and race reports that I have written over the years. I have a feeling that at some point, my WordPress.com blogs are simply going to go away and I want to still be able to go back and read some of the stuff I wrote.

If you are reading this blog post, that is why it is has been re-posted here.

Originally posted on: November 3, 2014

We all have attempted at some point, to minimize the effects of aging or soften the negative image that aging we and others have by using other words to describe becoming old.



You know:
  • the golden years
  • older
  • aging
  • getting old
  • oldster
  • gray-haired
  • declining years
  • long in the tooth
  • been around
  • lot of mileage
  • over the hill
  • retired
  • no spring chicken
  • venerable
  • getting up in years

and all those other terms we used to avoid saying what is obvious - that we are old. Our society focuses on staying young, disparages being old and ignores that not every thing about getting old is bad.

Believe it or not, I am learning to accept many of the changes that have happened as I have gotten old. No I do not like all of them, but my life is better now at 57, than it was at 27.

I am finally starting to become comfortable with who I have become.
The Choices

It actually comes down to one simple fact that not everyone likes to hear and to be very blunt the choices are simple:

being dead

or

being old

Me - I am choosing to be old.

There is no fountain of youth, no scientific discoveries available to the public, I do not know any vampires or werewolves or anything else that is going to give me immortality or reverse the aging process.

So I will continue to get old.

Be Me

Honestly, I am tired of attempting be younger than I am.

No, I am not as old as a lot of people, but I am still considered old. I know that my best days are in the rear view mirror and that statistically I have less time left, than I have lived - probably another 20 years or so.

I am tired of trying to minimize both how old I am and how much it does affect/effect me physically and mentally, being old does affect me and not in ways that are easy to accept. However, it does not mean that I am now suddenly decrepit, senile, feeble, a doddering old fool, or all those other words used to negatively portray us old people.

If you know me, you know that I am not going to give up and become a damned couch potato, have a belly where I can't see my toes, self-medicate or allow medical professionals to medicate me into oblivion. Hell, I am not going to give an inch until it is forced upon me.

But…and this is a big but, getting old and the changes it brings, will happen no matter how much or how hard I try to fight or delay it.

Acceptance

At some point in our lives we have to face reality or at least acknowledge that we are different from what we used to be.

As much as sometimes that I don’t want to admit it, hell's bells I hate to even think it, but it is the reality of who I am and who I am becoming.

I cannot do the things the same way as a younger person does or the way that I used to do things.
Surprise Others

However, I still want to surprise some of those younger folk every so often - you know that pride thing or is it my ego, to show them that I can still bring it - at least once in a while.

If I want to do that, it does mean that I have to be smarter about how I train, eat/drink differently, use better equipment, replace it sooner or choose my events more carefully.

You know, do the things that play to my strengths versus my weaknesses and not attempting to believe that I can do anything or everything.

I can't and neither can anyone else.

Most of all, I have to listen to my body better and more than I ever have in the past. Those days of abusing myself with too much fun, food, drink or partying until 4:00 AM and then getting up at 6:00 AM to go work - ain’t happening.

Actually, those days haven't happened for a few years.

The reality is that


Getting old is something that is a good thing and I believe is what most of us want to do - eventually. Unfortunately, "eventually" happens all too quickly and we can either continue to deny that we are getting old or we can accept it.

Learning to live within what being old does bring into our lives, instead of continuing wish or act like we are still young and be able to do things the same way we did, is not easy, but something we all have to do at some point.

That doesn’t mean that I will suddenly turn into a boring, old curmudgeon who is just sitting around waiting to die.

I plan to live my life as fully as I can, for as long as I can. I will still have fun, do more than I and many others think I can, push the boundaries when I can, act like an idiot every so often and enjoy life while I can.

In other words acknowledge that yes, I am 57, still alive and that I need to look forward to the many birthdays that I hopefully have ahead of me, instead of continually looking back at who I used to be, what I used to be able to do and wishing that was still who I am.

This guy is just a memory...
Harold Graduation photo - 1975

So being old is a pretty damn good alternative to being dead.

All you young people (anyone younger than me), who take the time to read this old fart’s meandering thoughts, just remember - hopefully one day you will be old too.

Think about it...hopefully one day you will be old too.

What do you think of getting old or old people?

By the way, how many times did I say old in this post?

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