Now I'm 64, one more year until medi-care.
I have mixed emotions about that. It will probably save us a little money on our health insurance but it will mean that in the eyes of the government and society I will be officially old even if I do have to wait another year for full Social Security.
I don't feel old. Oh, sure, the joints and muscles are a little stiff in the morning. I don't run anymore. Fifty mile bike rides are in my past but I can still do 25 miles. I can still hike 10 miles. I'm still up for an adventure. Wasn't it Zorba the Greek that said the inside Zorba is still young.
Why do people in their thirties get up and offer me a seat? Why do motel clerks ask if we can handle the stairs? And why do younger hikers say "I hope I can do that when I'm your age"?
I know I should be honored but some how it just makes me feel, well, old.
I'm not going to let it slow me down, though. I'm ready for the next challenge, the next adventure.