Okay, so I’m going to TRY not to go on and on and on about the That’s Fit interview like I did with the weather last week (it’s still triple digits, btw), but I do have to mention that I am blown away by the comments and emails I’m getting. I had no idea so many people my age had just given up, figuring they were too old to accomplish much or to change.
When did we decide that our 40s or 50s is “old”? Who decided it? Not these people:
– Playwright George Bernard Shaw broke his leg when he fell out of a tree he was trimming in his backyard. He was 96 years old at the time.
– Grandma Moses painted her first picture when she was past 80 years old. She completed over 1,500 paintings after that, about 25 percent of those when she had passed the age of 100!
– Michelangelo was 71 when he painted the Sistine Chapel.
– Actor George Burns won his first Oscar at the age of 80.
– Actress Peg Phillips, best known for her role as Ruth-Anne on the television series Northern Exposure, didn’t begin acting professionally until she is in her 60s and had retired from her job as an accountant.
– Colonels Sanders created his chicken franchise when he was in his 60s.
– Laura Ingalls Wilder published the first book of the Little House series when she was in her 60s.
– Author Raymond Chandler published his first short story when he was 45; his first novel, The Big Sleep, came six years later, when he was 51.
– Physician and humanitarian Albert Schweitzer was still performing operations in his African hospital at 89
– Or James King, who at the age of 55, is having his first novel published after having it rejected by 54 publishers.
And what about my Memaw, who at age 90 decided to try to grow watermelons “one more time.” She’s now apparently planning to corner next year’s watermelon market? SHE doesn’t seem to think she’s too old to try again, despite her advanced age. (Although she did mention that if I’m still not working, I could “help” her. To which I say, C’mon, book deal.)
My point, obviously, is that it is NEVER too late. I repeat, NEVER.
So throw out that “old fogey” attitude (assuming you have it), and get busy! Don’t hide from your size; embrace your flaws and focus on working your way around, over, and through them.
Forget the bikini (unless you’d rather not), and shop for cute workout clothes. (Note: Yoga is not only good for you, but the apparel makes you look centered and wise.)
Stop looking at your past efforts as failures and see your renewed commitment as evidence that you are simply a late bloomer.
Make YOU the center of your universe and live like you are just getting started!
(Personal Note: If you’ve written to me in the past 36 hours and I haven’t replied, please be patient. AOL linked the story to their main page yesterday, which was nice, but it created a bit of a traffic jam in my inbox. I’m answering each email (and enjoying myself immensely, I might add), so hang tight! Or maybe you want to go out for a walk while you wait. )