It’s fairly easy to talk about goals at the beginning of a new year. I am seeing this year as a rude awakening that I don’t have half my life left! At 50 I could afford to be naive about aging. At 60 there was a twinge of “oh crap, this train isn’t slowing down”!  AND 70…..I will make this a beginning.

Here’s what I am noticing about my body and thought processes. The last two years have been difficult. There hasn’t been a lot of time to concentrate on taking care of myself. No exercise, bad eating habits, sleepless nights. My body has changed–things hurt that I didn’t know existed. When I look in the mirror it’s as if I have aged ten years. This is the end of neglect……time to make different choices. Will I ever have a flat tummy again……….maybe not. But my intent is to take better care of myself.

This is my 70th year……….that means I have experienced my 69th birthday. The 70th year will be a preparation for the next thirty years. The plan is to slowly create habits that will enhance my life as I move into “elderly” status. Slowly is a new concept for me. My life has been interesting, to say the least. Perhaps everyone feels that way about their own existence. Welcome to my blog that will record my “sliding in to seventy”.