Is this my new reality? ✍️
This year I turned 45. It may be a nice number, but it doesn't mean much to me.
Neither do I feel that old.
My weight is probably at the lowest it has been in years, and my fitness has never been better than the last 5 years.
In 2 weeks, I start training for my 5th marathon and I'm still amazed by how easily my body can shift gears to get fit. Even after some time off, I only need a handful of weeks to be back at a decent pace and mileage.
I'm grateful for this.
But of course, there are signs of aging. My hear turned grey, already some years ago, and I need more sleep from time to time, especially after going out.
And then, there's another thing that became crystal clear in a recent meeting with the fysio of my son. When I asked him for some receipts, he handed some papers to me and asked me to check, as he didn't have his glasses on.
I don't have reading glasses, but my eyesight isn't what it used to be. Whenever I need to read something nowadays, especially in the evening in low light, I put my regular glasses on my forehead, and put whatever I need to read closer to my eyes.
For reference, but I would put the phone closer to my eyes.
I never had good eyes, and wore contacts or glasses, but that was for far sight.
Now it's for close sight. Perhaps a lot of screen time made my eyes worsen quicker.
Although everyone eventually will need to go through this.
But still, it's confronting. And something I need to accept. Not being able to do what I could before.
Marge and the boys laugh when they see me like this.
But they'll get used to it, I'm sure, as it'll be my new reality.