Realization 1: I’m not getting any younger. Okay, so that’s an obvious one, but it’s important! You see, the horrible realization is that I may actually never be in better shape than I am now. OUCH! I mean, I’m not 5000 lbs or anything, but I’m not exactly in skinny jeans either. I work out regularly–even have a trainer/sadist–but the truth is, I’m 50 years old and very active. Odds are that I’m never going to get MORE active. I’ll never put in the effort to become a lean, mean, fighting machine. I’m more of a chunky, happy, occasionally aggressive middle aged woman.
Realization 2: I should never put off a dream if I can do it now. Well, that’s not exactly true. If I’m picking between two dreams, well then I have to prioritize, right? (Do I hang out with Joss Whedon or Johnny Depp? Hmmm) Sadly, that’s not today’s choice. Today’s dream goes like this: I’ve always wanted to compete on the national stage in racquetball. For those of you who don’t know, I was a pro racquetball player for 2 weeks (over a decade ago) when my knees gave up the ghost. I didn’t even finish the paperwork when I was sidelined. I was two years rehabbing and by the end, I’d gained 40 lbs, filled in all that empty training time with writing, and had sold my first book. So, I gave up pro athletics to become a novelist (and mother) and have never regretted that decision. But a little part of me wishes I’d played in a really, really big event.
By the way, if any of you want to look at the humorous side of suddenly losing athletics, check out my e-novella as Kathy Lyons One Night in the Spa. The heroine’s experience is based on my own. No, I didn’t do THAT in a spa, but I did experience the sudden surge of, um, hormones when suddenly sidelined.
Realization 3: I can drive to Minneapolis, MN for the US Open this week. And I just turned in a manuscript, so I can take a week to celebrate! So you guessed it...
THE EVENT! I’m going to play in the US Open – Racquetball – in the 50+ women event. I’ll also be playing doubles with my friend who started this whole slide of realizations by pointing out realization number 1. Don’t bother looking for how I’m doing. First off, it doesn’t start until Tuesday, and second, I’ll be using my real name. And frankly, I want to hide how I’m doing because I’m afraid I’ll collapse in the first round. But I’ll make sure to tell you if it goes well!
Anyway, here’s my point: DON’T PUT IT OFF! It doesn’t matter if I’m going to feel like a waddling duck on the court, I’m going to go play. And damn it, I’m going to love it! So what dream have you been putting off until you feel better, until you lose weight, until something else happens? Can you do it now? Because you’re not getting any younger!