From 70 Years Old to 80 Years Young

If someone had told me on my 70th birthday that one day I’d be giving people advice on the art of aging well, I’d have laughed out loud.

I was in terrible shape. My back was killing me, both knees were shot, and I was a good 20 to 25 pounds overweight. My right rotator cuff was “frozen.” On top of that, I woke up every morning with little or no energy in the tank.

I looked in the mirror and thought, So this is what old age looks like.