On 9/30/2009 I'll be 50 years of age. What does that mean to me or you? I live in the U.S. Turning 50 here means to me that I ,in this youth obsessed society, am old. I feel old. There are no sage awards for turning 50. There are no elder awards or status. You are simply old at 50 and getting older.
At 50 I can apply for the AARP card. At 50 I am suppose to get my first Colonoscopy. I see my gut expanding to size 38 pants now heading toward a 40 size. I am to sedentary, but lack the energy to do to much. My back hurts when I stand on concrete floors or walk to far-my feet ache also. I have bags under my eyes and my eyebrows are growing longer. These eyes of mine water as I call it for no reason. You know drain like tears and I have to wipe it away like I saw my grandfather do. Speaking of hair again I have more of it,but not were I'd like it, which would be on my mostly bald head. Hair in my ears,nose and on my hands. More of it than in my youth and it's darker.
I am getting flabby around the chest and arms. Once where there was fine toned muscle there is flabby muscle. I hope I don't get so that I look like I have women breasts! The veins in my feet are popping out and look nasty to me. Those spider like veins run from my feet up my ankle and little knobby skin pimples of sorts dot my feet.
I wear glasses now-sometimes at least. Like driving at night to see up ahead. I mostly try avoid driving at night and reading a book(large print books seems appealing now). I had to get my driver's license renewed this week. I had put it off for ever. I was nervous for the first time taking this test. Would I pass the eye test and sign test. Would I remember the road signs? Would the examiner ask me to road test? Highly unlikely,but they can. All this running through my mind. Yes I passed and then wrote the wrong date on the check for the license right after I asked what the date was-nervous. At least the license in N.C. is good for 8 years, next time for me or at 55 for anyone, the license will be for 5 years.
50 years old and I look at people older than me with fear. Especially those sitting around in wheel chairs at the Nursing Homes. I don't want to go there,or be that, or what ever one calls it. The so called Golden Years of old age does not appeal to me one bit. Growing old gracefully it's called. I don't believe in that, but more like growing old and having more health issues to contend with.
OK, enough of me, how about you? What does turning 50 or 60 etc. me to others?
P.S. I forgot I snore a lot now- didn't use to. I guess my throat is getting flabby also. Had a sleep study and nothing major showed up. Just getting old I suppose.
Join the club. You're only 5 years away from the Senior menu at Denny's! I know all about 'middle-aged spread" and a too-sedntary life. I'm trying to fight my way back down to a 38" waist. Yeah, my feet hurt, my back develops odd aches at random intervals, and while not balding, my hair is turning gray.
Seriously, start walking. That will help with not only the "middle-aged spread", but also the snoring.
I've found the biggest mental things about turning 50 are: 1: Are you willing to celebrate the milestone?, and 2. Trying not to make a fool of yourself trying to recapture (or capture) the stuff you you had (or really, really wanted) in your 20's, but couldn't afford back then.
Hehehe! I can tease you for being an old man! Well, until I hit 50 about five weeks later and then you can throw things at me. It's a milestone, celebrate it and do something for yourself. I did a posting on this a while back, so I'll give you the link instead of repeating it all here. Hope there's something useful in it: http://tinyurl.com/ybuwu5j
I turn 50 this August. How the heck did this happen . . . to ME?!? Seems like the other day the Beatles invaded America. Well, I may take my fiftieth off from work; and I never take my birthday off. This is an example of how I think: Shakespeare wrote 37 plays -- if I read one a year, I'll be 87 when I'm finished. If I reach 87. Time's running out, for sure. "If youth only knew, and age only could." Hey, when my father was 50, he had three children who were all college grads. My wife and I have no children. Which means we lack the "children" wrinkles, because we don't have those particular worries. People in their twenties at work talk to me like I'm their . . . equal? What's the word. I mean, when I was 23, I gave people respect due to their age. But we're the first generation to grow up with rock and roll; this has changed things in ways I can't get into here.
I do not want to recapture my youth. I escaped it with all my body parts intact. My brain, I won't mention. And honest to god, I think I had my "mid-life crisis" ten years ago. I can handle being bald. Keeping the waistline down is a daily struggle. My knees are still good. I'm pretty much as strong as ever in the gym. (I've switched to dumbbells for bench press; horrors!!) I will not waste away and have someone feed me and clean up after me -- it's my choice, and I'm going out like a champ. See you in ten years when I need sympathy when I turn . . . 60.