As a last minute excursion, my husband and decided to head to the mountains of VT for a few days to play in the snow. While adventures are not without cost, I am always amazed how rejuvenating a change of scenery can be. The mountains and the snow are therapeutic, even when my calves burn and my muscles remind me that I have to work harder now to keep up. Yet, taking the time to explore new terrain and enjoy time with my husband reminds me how to live; a concept often forgotten due to obligation, fear, or even complacency. At almost 50 I find my want for discovery and new experiences is voracious. However, all too often my ideas are met by questions of “why are you doing that?” Or “Aren’t you are too old?” I laugh. Are you ever too old? I think as long as I can, I will.
I think the misconceptions and societal obsession with youth are so limiting. I love my age. I no longer care what other people think, I find joy is celebrating other accomplishments, as well as my own, and I find life too important to worry about the naysayers. As a result my life has become so much more satisfying and my energy pushing me to physically excel.
Consequently, I started playing and competing in Roller Derby, which has taken me on an incredible path to enlightenment, friendship, and experience. I can push myself further and more confidently because I listen to my body and consider those needs seriously. While the recovery time takes a bit longer than in my 20’s, I feel healthier than ever.
Therefore, as we head home through the scenery of the Adirondack mountains, I look forward to the spring and summer. I hope to center myself in the simple joys of nature and kindness which is where I continue to find inspiration and courage.
So get out, do, try. It is never too soon or too late to start living.


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