Nine days ago, on July 30th, I turned 50 years old.
Fifty.
Wow. I still have a hard time processing that. Not that it bothers me... it just boggles my mind. In my heart, I still feel like I'm about 35. I am frequently telling my wife that I feel like a kid trapped in an old man's body. That's on me, a sign that I need to work on being healthier.
Why? Well, lots of reasons... one of which is: I want to have my mind boggled again ten years from now, when I turn sixty.
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