Physically, there aren't too many changes from last year. A little extra weight (on top of the extra weight, grrr). The shoulder-rot problem came (February) and left (September?). \o? I've still got the stress-related acne going on, and the less-than-working nose (I'm really considering that surgery, before my copay rates go up). I've got a back-of-the-neck rash/itchiness thing going on that flares and wanes, and I'm ready to talk to my doctor about all this stuff as soon as I get the mammogram I've received five letters about.
I'm 45 now...
You're typing this from the grave?
It's funny, my mother said that she didn't really notice being older until she turned 70. I wonder if it would be the same if I were less of an avid exerciser. I've still got major stamina, though I've lost a little speed and the recovery turnaround matters more. A woman at work who's been through this mentioned that this tends to hit women around age 40 and men around 50. That explains why I no longer bike with the guy at work who is my age, but is still in the 'performance category.' That "C'mon, pick it up!" attitude gets annoying after awhile. ;) But if I were just walking and doing yardwork, I doubt I'd notice much. Advil is my friend. :)
I don't know. It feels older somehow. My youth, where did it go?
ETA randomness: Eating a pomegranate at your desk and trying not to 'set something off' is like defusing a bomb. Possibly messier. :0