I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror and saw an old lady looking back at me. When I was a youngster, let’s say a pre-teen, I thought “old” was around fifty. And fortyish was middle age because most people live until age 80-85.
But now, having turned 51 this past January, I notice I’m feeling older physically but my mind still feels quite young–juvenile even. But I remember the truth when I see my AARP card. Or my gray hair. You get the idea.
Suzanne Somers, yes, the creator of the “ThighMaster” (or Chrissy, as those of a certain age will remember) says the key to slowing the aging process is, among other things, bioidentical hormones. In her book Ageless: The Naked Truth about Bioidentical Hormones, she claims:
“By adding back to my system what stress and toxins have depleted, I am reversing the aging process by making myself younger on the inside. I am staving off disease so that even while growing older chronologically, I am restoring and preserving internal youth and energy. The number of my age has become irrelevant. It’s about having young energy. I have it … you can, too!”
Young energy! That’s what I’m missing! Bring on the hormones.
Oh, and also my memory is slipping. Can’t Remember What I Forgot: The Good News from the Front Lines of Memory Research by Sue Halpern compares ordinary age-related memory loss to diseases like Alzheimer’s:
“Here are some numbers: Eighty-three percent of us are worried about not being able to remember one another’s names. Sixty percent are concerned about our tendency to misplace the car keys. Fifty-seven percent of us are disturbed that we can’t recall phone numbers a few minutes after we’ve heard them.
“When researchers from the University of Maastricht in the Netherlands queried four thousand people, one in two people over sixty-five said they were forgetful. While that may not be surprising, the researchers also found that one in three people between twenty-five and thirty-five reported memory problems, too. Invariably, though, the younger folks attributed their lapses to stress, while the older ones thought that they were caused by disease.”
OMG! (The juvenile in me coming out.) Just last night I was getting ready for bed and started to spit mouthwash into the trashcan instead of the bathroom sink. I knew immediately it was a mistake, of course, definitely not an old-age thingy (juvenile language, again!). Perhaps I was just tired or preoccupied. Maybe getting old is on my mind lately because I just helped my parents move into an independent living facility here in Decatur.
I’m convinced, though, that exercise is the answer. In Fitness After 50 by Walter H. Ettinger, MD, Brenda S. Wright, PhD, and Steven N. Blair, PED, the authors claim the benefits of exercise include:
“Increasing physical activity improves longevity, flexibility, function and independent living, bone strength, restful sleep, weight control and well-being. Increasing physical activity decreases risk of heart attack, stroke, developing type 2 diabetes, some cancers, fractures, depression, obesity, memory loss and dementia, and gall bladder disease.”
That’s why I see septuagenarians and octogenarians at the gym tearing it up!
“Old is always 15 years from now.” Bill Cosby
Now, I don’t want to sound dumb, but the one good thing I must say about getting old is that some things are finally making sense. For example, in my younger days I never understood why the signs on 285 sometimes said north, south, east or west–but now I know it is because it is a circle. Hence the name “The Perimeter.” I’ve also just learned that not only are both “baldfaced” and “boldfaced” lies acceptable terms for shocking behavior, but that actually most Anglophones in the world use “barefaced.”
By age 80, I might just get algebra …
“In youth we learn; in age we understand.” Maria von Ebner