Notes on Skidding Headlong Towards 70, and Why I’m So Happy About It
And the sad price some pay for being too terrified to age. Let’s talk.
It’s 5:30 A.M.my time. I have a yoga tape on in the bedroom, the elliptical is warming up downstairs with a movie to watch while I pant a bit, and in a few hours I will be going horse riding.