Yesterday was my 34th birthday. Thirty four. What a perfectly ordinary age.
Although I think I’m officially in my “mid-30’s” now. How about “early in my mid-30’s”? That’s a little easier to swallow.
Getting older isn’t so bad, it’s the looking older part that doesn’t thrill me. There are more gray hairs sprouting from the top of my head than I can/should pull out now. I’ve been noticing more fine lines around my eyes lately too. And there is definitely less distance between the floor and my butt these days. Hmmm, what other embarrassing things about myself should I admit here? I think I’ll stop now.
Gray hairs and fine lines aside, my biggest concern about getting older is feeling old – I’m happy and grateful to report that feel pretty dang good. In fact, I feel better at 34 than I did at 28. I was 28 when I first noticed that I didn’t have youth on my side anymore. Achy and tired, I found You: Staying Young. It was one of the first books I read on my journey to taking better care of myself… maaaybe it’s time to swap the sour patch kids and gummy bears for nuts and berries, eh?
Today, I have no doubt that the key to aging gracefully is found in the way you live your every day life – the answer is not in some age-defying cream or magic bullet infomercial product. Slow the aging process from the inside out. Plant foods? Yes! Gummy bears? No.
Wine and dark chocolate? Well. if you insist… (I insist!)
And so this is the reason I do most of the stuff that I do: to feel young and to look young(ish) for as long as possible. Real, lasting change won’t happen until you have a reason. Feeling young is my reason. (Fitting into my jeans is another.) And who knew I wouldn’t miss those gummy bears one little bit?
But enough about birthdays and gummy bears, let’s talk about plants! After lots of green juicing over the past few weeks here, this morning at 34 years and 1 day old, I was feeling ready to think outside the Romaine-Apple-Ginger-Lemon-Cucumber box.
Today a couple of pears, limes and a big ol’ stalk of celery went into the juicer.
Some ginger too. That’s nearly a pound of ginger, but only two little nubs went along with the fruit and celery.
So much prettier when it doesn’t have beet greens in it.
One for me, the other one was for working-from-home Zak.
And a baby in the background! How appropriate for a post about feeling young. (He got his own little glass today too.)
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