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.
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