A few months ago at Planet Fitness, I observed a middle-aged woman overseeing a young man, likely in his late twenties or early thirties, as he lay on a bench performing dumbbell chest flys. She was giving him instructions on technique and repetitions in a rather firm voice. After the young man completed his set, she walked over, lifted a 25-pound dumbbell with almost effortless ease, returned to him, handed it over, and offered more guidance. A few minutes later, I observed

Quick Survey: Would you classify yourself as a “Superager”? Or what I call a “SuperLifer”? Superagers are celebrated for their memory skills. Superlifers are distinguished by how they live their lives. I enjoy pickleball, take 2- to 4-mile hikes regularly, work out in the gym 3-4 times a week, and write regularly on this site. I play a fierce game of “Hands and Foot,” and don’t even get me started on Mexican Train Dominoes. I am also consistently involved in family events and

After struggling for years with sleepless nights, I am now enjoying 7, 8, and sometimes even 9 hours of restful sleep. No, I am not personally friends with Governor Huckaby, and this is not an advertisement for Relaxim. But I do want to share a few simple  tips that might help you get a better night’s sleep. Even after retirement, most of us put a lot of effort into preparing for a “good day.” We set the alarm, get up, shower, shave, or put on makeup. It looks like it’s going

“We are going to a Christmas parade and I am sure Santa will be there.” Malachi: “Papaw, we are going to a Christmas parade?” “Yes, and you will need a bag to bring home all the candy you will get”. A few minutes later, Malachi comes back with one of Nana’s tote bags around his neck, almost touching the floor, and says, “This is for all the candy I will get at the parade!” “Yep, I think that will do.” This might not be the best part of being a papaw, but it sure ranks near t

A few weeks ago, I told a friend how blessed I feel to still have my mom with us. I visit her in Tennessee about once a month; we spend two or three days together and have a lot of fun. My friend then shared that he also visits a family member. He goes on to say that when this person starts telling the same story for the third time in as many hours, it’s time to leave. We all know a friend or family member who repeats the same story several times, sometimes even more than onc

“To the ones who served, a pledge we make, Gratitude in our hearts, for freedom’s sake. In the footsteps of heroes, we strive to partake, A commitment to honor, no words can fake.” With all of my heart, I am praising God this morning for all of you men and women who served or are serving our great nation, so that I have the freedom to post this with pride and without fear. Today, we can go beyond the words “Thank you for your service.” Let’s fly our nation’s flag, visit a vet

As I navigate the challenges and blessings of getting older, I’ve come to understand that in this stage of life, we can often serve as a catalyst for others’ personal growth. However, for our own well-being, it’s crucial to recognize that just because we can be a source of inspiration for others, it doesn’t mean we should allow ourselves to be treated like a doormat. In this blog post, I’ll share two acts of age discrimination that I recently experienced and my thoughts on ho

A friend of mine had knee surgery, but instead of using a walker and gradually transitioning to a cane, she chose to use a wheelchair. Ten years later, she was still in that wheelchair. Mentally, physically, or relationally, when you intentionally stop doing something, it won’t be long before you can’t do it anymore. I went to the gym this past Wednesday after missing six days to spend some time with Mom in Tennessee. In just those six days, it was difficult to complete my ro

Yesterday, as Pastor Randall wrapped up the amazing  “Even If” series from the Book of Ruth, I was reminded of a cold, dismal December...

As the famous philosopher Willie said, we are “On The Road Again ” . Since temperatures in Forsyth County, Georgia, often reach the...

This post isn’t about a group of old guys just hanging out. It’s not about men gathering every week to share stories from “back in the...

I’m seventy, and I still do the things I enjoy. As strange as it sounds, one of my happy places is listening to my favorite tunes while...

Perhaps it’s because I was forced to confront my immortality at a much younger age than most. At thirty-nine, doctors discovered gastric...

“Back In The Day,” one of my favorite songs, was “ Every Rose Has Its Thorns”  by Poison. Even in my twenties, I thought the band...

AS WE ENTER our sixties and especially our seventies and beyond, maintaining independence and quality of life becomes one of our top...

TODAY IS MY daughter’s birthday, and I am not shy about telling everyone how proud I am of her. I REMEMBER, although I was a little...

ONE THING THAT breaks my heart is seeing a 65-year-old wobbling around with rounded shoulders and a hunched back, looking much older than...

A couple of years back, while driving toward Tennessee on I-75 in my truck, a lady in a shiny new BMW had been riding my bumper for over...

LET ME INTRODUCE Bill Doyle. Bill is what I call a “SuperLifer.” Although he is 91, Bill refuses to let his age define him. GET THIS: I...