Aging theory

I came up with this theory for aging and the whole getting older thing. Let's face it, I'm getting older. I know I'm not the only one but in all reality that has been going on ever since the day I was born.

When I was a child, I couldn't wait to get bigger. As a teenager, it was frustrating to not be old enough to do the things I thought I should be able to do. My body and mind were changing and there was a period of trying to catch up and adjust. There were physical things going on that I had to figure out in my mind. It was a time when society expects certain teenage behaviors.

Now I'm in the last number of my fifties and there is a different set of physical changes and processes that have happened. Society tells me now that I will gain a few pounds and not be able to take them off.  I am to slow down and I will be more tired than before. Be careful, don't overdo or you will hurt yourself. I am surrounded by commentary that wants to pull me down to the couch and stay there like the nice old person I am.

I realized I could be the type of older person that sits around and fulfills all the typical things that are said about someone my age and older. It would be an easy and expected way to behave. But, it didn't feel right. I kept thinking it was as if they were trying to dress me in an itchy coat that I couldn't wait to take off. So, I decided I will do whatever it is I want to do and not let the 'age' factor into it. I might not be as fast while doing it. I might not be able to go as far. Yet. There doesn't seem to be any real reason I can't re-train what I have going for me. I can start at a new point. I can make my own point of reference instead of comparing to whatever I may have done before.

So this theory of mine is I will do whatever I want to do. I might have to adjust physically and mentally to how I am to do it now as opposed to how I did it before but it still can be done. I can decide to keep at it and if I'm not as fast I get a pass since I'm so old.

Maybe one day I might reach that point of sitting around all day talking about how things need to slow down. That isn't now and I don't see it anytime real soon. I don't know why anyone would want to wear that itchy coat.
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Seemingly closer

I've been meaning to write more. Not just here on this blog but away from here on the other stories I've started or have written first drafts. They need work and I keep thinking I'm going to work on them. I think about scenes and characters. This character would be doing this and the other would have a good reason to react a certain way and that would be a good place to take the plot. The ideas drift through my head and I try to freeze frame it all so I'll remember it later. When I write. Except I haven't been writing. And the ideas are probably all jumbled up and half forgotten.

But I know I'll get to it. I know I will. It will be fun and I'll fit it in at a time least expected. So meaning to write isn't writing, but knowing I will makes it seem a lot closer.
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Math doesn't equate

I have another eight consecutive days of running. I started out keeping it to myself because I couldn't make the math equal the goal. I kept adding this number of miles and that number of days and shook my head 'no'. There was no way I could get them to equal by the end of the month. Then I thought the heck with the math and just ran.

I'm up to 31 miles this month. That's a good number. That could possibly work out to the total of 100 miles for the month if I keep adding. I will probably need to divide a few miles by days and subtract at least a few days off and then I'll end up not making the goal. I can't seem to come up with the right answer on paper.

I've always hated math. I think I will just stick to running.
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Sailing smooth

Look at the list. Check the clock. Glance at the calendar. Where am I. Where should I be. What time is it. I have time. I'm running out of time. It doesn't add up. It could work. Stay focused. Don't think about it. What if I...

Don't think I'm having some kind of attack. Not all of those things have been going through my mind all at once like above. I'm not bombarding myself with all those questions, but I have thought of each one individually over a space of time. Each one, at some time or other, could be good. It's only when they happen all at once that they become frenzied and that hasn't been the case.

In fact, it's been fairly smooth sailing lately. I could have started this off by saying, "It's already July 7th! Where did those days go so quickly." Well, three of those days I was off on a long weekend and the rest, well, were pretty routine. There has been something good about all the last few days in July even if I happened to look at the list, or checked the clock. I mean, we all need to do those things every so often, don't we? It's just part of the routine.
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Sitting still

I will not be the one to complain about this past three-day weekend. I wish they came every week because when they happen to come along, I realize how much I can get done on my own in that space of time. It includes down-time, relax time, time to sit and read, time to not go so fast. I kind of like that state of going at my own pace whether it's slow or doing a bunch at once. The main difference is I'm doing the choosing of when, where, how and how long. It's a pretty nice place to find myself.

It was such a thrill to be able to read outside under the metal roof of my deck outdoors when a small rain cloud came over. It rained hard for a mere 4-5 minutes and passed over but I never had to move from my spot. I only paused long enough to recognize it really was raining all around me. I didn't need to move but sit still, listen, and enjoy.

All weekends should be like that. Heck, all days should have some of that even if it's in smaller doses until the weekend. I'm going to find a small dose right now.
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Fun overload

I am barely dragging myself out of bed. I think it was too much fun and an overload of the amount of food I ate yesterday.

Sonny had a full plate of everything homemade. You can start with the fresh corn at the top of the plate and come around to the mac and cheese, fresh made ranch-style beans (these are NOT from a can, kiddos), coleslaw and a six hour, slow-roasted brisket with that tangy sauce in the middle of the plate.

I made an utter pig of myself because when it was all said and done there was nothing left on the plate except the corn cob. Really. I practically licked the platter clean! And then, I had a piece of cake!

Fireworks were everywhere, too! Since restrictions are lifted with all the rain, all you needed to do was look up to see the sparkling glitter light up the sky. Sonny lives just out of the city limits so it's legal and his neighbors go wild with it. It's all for free, just sit back and watch.

But now, with all that relaxing from yesterday, I'm moving a little slower than usual this morning. I stayed in bed, am just getting a cup of coffee, and need to get moving. I have a few things to do today and well, times a wasting.
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Relaxing

It's Saturday and July 4th! We are planning on going to Sonny and Selma's house. He is doing the cooking today and has already made his homemade barbecue sauce. He makes some really good sauce - thick and spicy. He's planning on grilling a brisket and I just love that smoking beef. I can't wait to sit out and watch it slow cook while the aroma floats all around. What a perfect way to spend the afternoon.

I need to finish frosting a cake and put in a batch of cookies. I've got plenty of time and should be able to get in a little reading before we head over. Sounds like it's going to be one relaxing day.
Happy 4th!
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Desserts are done!