People pine for retirement and the lazy days of summer, but when they hit that point in their lives, they should prepare for a big shock.
In my view, there’s nothing restful about the golden years, unless you make it your business to literally park on the porch rocker and watch the world go by.
At this end of the spectrum, the focus on healthy aging accelerates. This can be a bit of an oxymoron, but the struggle against physical inertia and toward embracing mental acceptance about what is going on when the odometer hits certain numbers is real!
And it can feel a tad chaotic.
If I want to add chaos into my life, I’d prefer to attend Riot Fest, fly to a Stones concert, or read the newspapers. But chaos should be a condiment, not a steady diet.
A steady diet, at least for me, focuses on children, nature, tennis and golf.
Golf appeals to me at this time of year because all of the work I put in during the off-season comes to fruition. That is, unless you take delivery of new clubs in June, and also end up recuperating from surgery at the same time.
Did I mention the struggle is real?
One thing people who get to be older are told is that the older you get, the longer you should live. Maybe this is because people like me just get back up on the horse after being thrown off, and I can tell you this. It may hurt, but just for a little while.
I am loving my new golf swing, my new clubs, and meeting new people through my leagues.
Not so much do I love the early tee times, but rigor, I hear, builds character!
Once on the course, the beauty, the order of playing by universally respected rules, the decorum, and yes, the fun, restores the soul.
And who amongst us does not pine for this? (c)