|Self-portrait this morning of my deteriorating body|
Now that I have reinforced my policy of being unashamedly honest in my blog postings, I will now address one of the developments of my aging process.
As regular readers of this blog know, I am 69 years old and frequently write about my view from this vantage point in my life. Other than the expected aches and pains that come with getting older, I have no complaints about getting older. A few months ago I read a friend's blog posting in which he expressed some concern over discovering his first wrinkle (yes, Mark, that's you I'm talking about). I was amused over his concern. Heck, I discovered my first wrinkles back in the 80's. I wasn't bothered at all by that development. I felt it gave my face more character. Wrinkles never turned me off on anyone.
However, there is another development that I have recently discovered. I think I'm getting man boobs!
Some years ago there was a very funny Seinfeld episode in which George's father had man boobs. I laughed along with everyone else who saw that Seinfeld episode.
|Provincetown 1979 - before the Fall|
All my adult life I've been proud that I've been able to maintain my weight at around 160 lbs. I've always been lean. However, I fear time and gravity has taken its toll. I weigh the same but now I have the boobs that are turning floppy. I have a spare tire. I also have the makings of a pot belly. The three parts of the man's body that is the first to go. With women it is generally their thighs and butt.
I guess I could up my exercise routine and do some kind of exercise to firm my boobs, waist and abdomen. But then I think not. I just get so tired anymore.
However, I can take some comfort knowing I'm not alone. Hey, checkout "AH-NOLD"!
|Arnold Schwarzenegger - Before and After|