I'm Am Not, It Is Not….

I keep thinking of these two phrases over and over. "I am not too old" and "It is not too late." One thing I fear is my best days are behind me. I refuse to let this be the case. 

As you age, some things begin to trend in that direction. See, my body struggles; I deal with significant back, arm, and knee pain. Now I have a new injury, the left shoulder. My body is aging. Its best days might be in the rearview. But that does not mean it's time to give up. It means it takes a little more effort. As much as I hate dealing with these injuries, I don't mind the mindset I must take on to combat it. I enjoy a good fight. So the fight is on.

I'm beginning to realize staying young is a mental thing. I don't mind aging; there are good things that come with it. I am much more confident in who I am, I care much less about what others think, and real wisdom comes with life experience. But I always want to stay young and act young. There is still way too much enjoyment in life to be had. I want my best days to still be in front of me. That's the tricky part about midlife. You have to redefine what best is or will be. I've seen too many throw in the towel. None of us know how much time we have left, but here is what I know....

It is not too late to start a business.

It is not too late to be in the best shape you can be in.

I am not too old to have more fun.

It is not too late to learn new things. 

I am not too old to dream.

I do not want to lose interest in life itself; that is when depression can kick in. After forty years, there are a lot of "been there and done that" moments. We have got to keep things interesting. I can see how easy it is to get bored. I'd rather not live out my days that way.