Every now and then I have to glance in the mirror and have my ‘mirror-mirror on the wall’ moment; asking, ‘Am I really 44 years-old‘?
Seriously…(Well actually the lack of hair is a constant reminder.)
But boy does 1964 seem like a looooooooooonnnnnnnng time ago.
I’ve lived through the 1960’s 70’s, 80’s, 90’s and now we are into 2008 (08 is halfway done).
Damn does time fly or what?
Most readers/contributers to the Container Diaries are right around my age or a couple of years older/younger so you know what I’m talking about.
By the way, did you happen to see Dana Torres qualify for the United States Olympic swim team? (Another reason for this blog entry) Click here to read the story…
“I’ve gotten so many wonderful e-mails and messages from people who say they can go out and do things they’ve put off. They have to remember, they’re inspiring me.”
It’s amazing but I never put too much thought into adulthood except for when it is time to do the parent thing with our nine year-old or coach to my players (I’m 26 years older than a couple my freshmen entering school in the fall, YIKES!)
At times I feel like that red-headed kid back on the avenue cruising around on my bike, walking to the schoolyard dribbling my basketball, sitting at the counter in Ray and Otto’s, getting screamed at by a teacher in Holy Name or walking down Windsor Place holding my girlfriend Maureen’s hand.
Yesterday I jumped on my Trek mountain bike and went for a ride; it brought me back to the days of riding with my friends whether it was to East 5th street or Manhattan Beach to play ball or even the long but enjoyable rides into the city. (Over the Brooklyn Bridge and up 6th avenue to Central Park)
There are times I don’t feel 44; I feel like I’m in my late teens!
Whether it’s dancing in the middle of the living room like I’m back on the dance floor at Studio 54 or even 1018 to some of my favorite jams from back in the day (thank God for i-tunes/Limewire), getting out on the court and shooting jumpers, or even acting like a kid again, I don’t care – I’m going to enjoy the second half of my life.
I know it’s inevitable that we get old, but you know what, there’s no law saying I have to act like an adult…all the time!
Run your race, don’t fear getting up in age, enjoy each day, put on some music we grew up with (The Village People, Lime, Gloria Gaynor), pump up the volume and dance your ass off, regardless of who is watching!
Don’t sit back and watch another minute go by…Stay enthusiastic, keep pressing forward, don’t allow age to stop you. Stay active, stay in the moment!
Put the full-court press on!
A few days ago I received an e-mail from a long-time friend who explained to me how sick they have become – I felt terrible for them. I have been praying for them each night.