Thanks everyone for the candid and supportive posts. It's pretty rare that I endulge myself in a public "poor me" thread. But, I see others doing it, so thought I might give it a go. And, it was satisfying and I appreciated the feedback, which was basically two things;; quit your bitchin' and get as fit as you can. And, appreciate what you have.
Couldn't have been wiser.
I think what happens to us as we get firmly entrenched in middle age s tha we realize there are no more free rides. You have to work very hard , just to slow the decline. When you are young, you can go back uphill. I mean, you have an injury , it heals, you get as good as new, in fact, you get stronger.
When you are older, someof those injuries just don't go back to the way they were . . .ever. You can not get back to "good as new". Your choice is . 1. Get old and weak fast, or 2. Work hard to make it happen as slowly as possible. But, going backward to youthfulness is not an option. Pretty obvious, right? And pointless to rail against. So, choice number two is obviously the right one.
I KNOW that, but my lazy nature wants to tantrum my way there, instead of put in the work involved. That's why I titled this thread, "So mad at myself"
So, I appreciate the gentle slaps in the face.
(I just love that scene in "Moonstruck" when Cher slaps Nicholas Cage in the face and says, "Snap out of it!")