The Big 7-3

For the past 375 or so days, I’ve told people that I’ll be 73 on my next birthday. Well, that day has come and gone. So with Seven Three in the rear view mirror and the big 7-4 waiting for me over the horizon, I suppose it’s high time that I decide what I need to be focused on to maximize my chances of not only making to my next birthday, but to be better than I am right now (health wise) and the best that I can be, at 73 and then some.

I am moving in the right direction but, admittedly, I can do better. For the most part, I’m eating healthier and in smaller quantities. I’m trying to make wiser food choices but that sweet tooth of mine still has a way of taking over sometimes. I’m getting more exercise by way of the gym right down the road, the weights that I own, my Stairmaster and treadmill and our selection of mountain bike, electric bikes and recumbent, three-wheeled trikes. It’s a battle and the calories seem to have found a home right around my waistline. Looking at others I know I could be in much worse shape but I have to be honest in saying that person in the mirror keeps telling me that some of that stuff that I’m carrying around my belt line has to go. My weight has gone from typically being in the 150’s to gradually climbing to over 190#. One hundred and ninety pounds of twisted steel, I could laughingly tell myself. Well, let’s just say abundantly insulated twisted steel. But with all jokes aside, I know that I need to be further from 190 and at least halfway back to the one fifty area. That is my goal. To start, I must cut out the sweets. Eat less but more often during the day to stabilize my calorie intake. More cardio exercise. I’m working on it and hopefully, in the months that follow, I’ll be sitting in this same chair and reporting, if not bragging that I’m in a lot better physical condition than I was when I turned 73.. The road to a better me?………..one….step…..at….a…time.