Challenging The Eighties

I am pleased that I have lived long enough to celebrate my 81st birthday.  However, when in my seventies, I had a vision that my eighties would be similar to my seventies.  After all, I’ve worked out regularly my whole life, my medical chemistries are good, and I’ve been fairly active mentally.

So far, life is not working out exactly like I envisioned.  My stamina is not what it was two years ago; my balance has deteriorated and my naps are longer.  My muscle strength is a fraction of what it was only a few years ago.  In fact, I can’t remember where my biceps used to be.  I am very disappointed that words are becoming harder to recall.  Sometimes, I can’t remember whether or not I’ve taken my pills.

Last year when I turned 80, I blamed my condition on the accident I had in January.  Now it’s been 15 months since the accident and I can hardly blame it.

I’ve haven’t given up.  I’m walking regularly and have a plan to get my workout weights back up to pre-80s.  I’m working in Aloma’s garden again and starting home projects that were put off.  I’m flying my radio controlled airplanes regularly and am playing a par-3 golf course.  My goal is to play a regular golf course before the summer is over.  The material for my third book of the Turkey Grove series is on my desk but hasn’t been opened yet.  I will start writing again.

I’m determined to make my 80s just another decade.

Seasoned Man

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