Hello again!

Hello again!

Hello again my Radical Aging friends! What a summer! I had to give up the challenge I issued back in May, as I pulled a muscle and couldn’t keep up the cycling. Took me about a month to get my groove back. In the mean time, I was also away working on a new endeavor and building this (click and take a peek!) and enjoying summer bliss…                                               And…                                 I also moved to this                 But now, it’s time to get back to writing, not just here at Radical Aging, but working on other projects too. I love the fall. Maybe it’s my years in education, because the fall always seems like a time for renewal and regeneration, woohoo!  and isn’t that what a new school year brings? Or at least should bring?  So it’s time to get back to bringing you ideas on Radical Aging, to keep us looking at aging in a whole new way. Aging is not for sissies, so come on, let’s keep this party rolling to the very end! I want to hear what you were up to this summer so leave a comment below and if you know some RAgers out there, share the love! See you soon! Keep...
Are You Ready for a Challenge?

Are You Ready for a Challenge?

Are you ready for a Challenge? Are you ready to get out of a rut? Do something new? Up your game? I am here to challenge you, for the month of June, to do something outside your comfort zone. Something that changes your brain. Makes you stretch. Turns you on. But this is the thing, I don’t know what that challenge is for you, you have to decide what your challenge will be. Yup! It’s totally up to you. We know that as we age, our brains and bodies change in subtle, and unfortunately, not so subtle ways. We forget why we were going in the kitchen or we can’t turn our head far enough to look over our shoulder anymore. We lose our ability to balance, resulting in falls and broken bones. We forget names and places. But get this, we don’t have to at all. Brain science is showing we can still learn, but it takes getting out of our rut. Creating new patterns. And physiology shows we can keep our bodies in reasonable shape by moving everyday. “Use it or lose it” is not just an idle saying, whether we’re talking about our brains or our bodies. I want to ride my bicycle, so I have joined the Great Cycle Challenge and I’m going to ride 300 MILES in the month of June. How crazy am I??? I just decided if I was going to do it, it had to be something that will really make me work hard and ten miles a day is not too bad, but it means if I miss a day I...
5 Steps to Being Present

5 Steps to Being Present

Time may fly, but being present in every moment can slow down that seemingly endless rush of time. Our fast paced world can make being present seem impossible, but actually it’s not so hard. Here are 5 steps to being present. 1. Breathe. Shallow breathing is unaware breathing, the result of being in a hurry. Take the time to inhale slowly, fill your lungs, feel your abdomen expand and then let the breath out slowly. All of us can benefit from engaging in this activity several times a day and once that becomes a habit, you may just find yourself breathing slower and fuller on a regular basis. Meditation is a great way to slow down your breathing and can take just ten minutes a day for a calmer, more at peace you!                                                         2. Look. Seems simple, right? Think about it though, how often do you really look around you and notice the beauty or simplicity or color or vistas? Again, that hurry up feeling we all pander to often keeps us from really noticing anything. I had a friend once tell me that I noticed things other people did not, something I had never realized, but after she said that I thought about how I have always been an observer, even as a child; however, for a lot of people, their surroundings are just a blur. I have a favorite restaurant here in Lyon, and part of the reason I love it,...
And in a blink…

And in a blink…

And in a blink, my time here in France is almost over. Where did the time go? Why does time go so fast? Aging does get one thinking about time and what remains. I feel as though every moment must count. I don’t want to be on my death bed regretting anything. I have learned from my mistakes and feel I am living a pretty full life. I am grateful for this traveling life my husband’s job affords us and for my love of writing, a pretty portable job, which I am at this moment regretting I have not done enough of while here. Oh wait, no regrets. So I was sort of writing because I did a lot of research….in patisseries and brassieres, wine tasting and lots of sight seeing, and a little bit of shopping, all which I can use in my memoir someday. Right? I also went on short excursions with my husband. He visited his clients, and I did more research. Really important research. Read the list above. Seriously though, I have seen a little portion of the world that gives me an appreciation for a different culture, and a greater understanding of my own, and for all of this I am extremely grateful. I have enjoyed every minute of my time here.   It would be hard at this point to look back on my life with any regret. There are things I wish had been different, there are times I wish I had chosen another path, embarrassments, and moments of unkindness or ignorance which I would have liked to have had the wisdom to make different,...
Here and Now

Here and Now

  I sometimes feel like time is going so fast and I worry that I’m not fitting in all I want to do, see, feel, be, experience, BUT in doing so, I miss out on what is happening in the here and now. And there is so much happening. I want to give my all to this moment. To live each day as it presents itself. After I hit 50 living the moment started taking on new meaning for me. I think the preciousness of time really sunk in my brain. LIVE the moment. And, don’t be so impatient. Take action towards the life I want to live and just see what happens. One of the great things about aging is the ability to let go of caring so much about what others think, allowing us to live our true self, and to me, this has helped me live in the moment as well. My husband and I are in Lyon, France for three months for his job, three months that is already almost half over, but I have found myself not being anxious for what I can cram in to the experience, but just enjoying each day as it presents itself. I just returned from a week in Tbilisi, Georgia with my sister and there was so much I didn’t see; however, I noticed that I didn’t let that freak me out as it would have in the past. I truly enjoyed each moment I was there, and what each day presented. I think this might be called PEACE. I like this feeling. How are you living in...
Motivation, Conversation

Motivation, Conversation

Motivation, Conversation. That’s what I’m thinking about today. I am currently reading The Motivation Manifesto: 9 Declatrations to Claim Your Personal Power, by Brendon Burchard. (You can get your free copy here.) It came the day before we left the states and I am quite happy it did, as it is a brilliant read. I would say the main points are personal power through living intentionally; personal freedom; understanding fear. And while everyone gives a lot of verbal time to living intentionally, this book is a gem in getting you involved. I started writing my own manifesto this morning, along with a bit of artistic flair, and this is what got me thinking about how BORING our lives have become with the invention of FB! Okay, that’s a total generalization, sort of, but think about it? How much time do you waste just taking a peek at what’s happening on your feed, and one hour later think, where did the time go? Or how much time do you spend there instead of present with the people around you? I see it all the time, and I’m guilty myself, of being glued to a screen and not being present. While still living in Memphis, my husband and I were invited to dinner one evening with a group of younger friends and the entire night, there was barely any conversation. Everyone kept checking their phones. Our host and his sister were the only two who actually talked to us. And not to make this just a young people phenomena, because I know it’s not, as one night I saw an older couple in a restaurant...