What the hell happened to my neck?

What the hell happened to my neck?

I was challenged by Not Dead Yet Style, earlier this week, to post a no makeup picture, (below) which got me thinking about how we look as we age and I decided, there is a reason our eyesight fades: so that the wrinkles and crevices in our face (and neck) don’t scare us to death. Literally.                 Okay, seriously, I’m just kidding, because I do feel pretty comfortable with the aging process, but I sure wish someone had told me early on to moisturize my neck every single day and slather it with sunscreen, every single day, and maybe for good measure, moisturize like five times a day, just to be on the safe side, so that when you get to be 55 you won’t be saying, “what the hell happened to my neck?” I read Nora Ephron’s book, I Feel Bad About My Neck, several years ago, and I laughed hysterically at some of the chapters, but I think I’m going to have to reread it now that I think I seriously feel bad about my neck. So I’ve come up with an idea: let’s start a campaign to tell our young women friends to moisturize and sunscreen their necks. We can call it something clever, like ‘In the Neck of Time,’ or ‘Don’t get Necked.’ Okay, I’m not that clever, but you get the idea. But we could save them from a similar fate. Or at least prolong the day they look in the mirror and say, “what the hell happened to my neck?” Now, share your favorite brand of neck saving mastery...
Where have I been?

Where have I been?

              Bonjour mes amis! Does that give it away? Sorry I’ve been missing for so long. It has been a whirlwind of a month and I’ve neglected to write here.  Where have I been? My husband’s work takes us here and there, but for now, we have landed in Lyon, France for three months and I am loving our maison loin de la maison! Oui! We have been here a week and already comfortable with negotiating the city, as we have had short visits here many times in the past. I already have my favorite grocery and best of all, a favorite boulangerie, a place for baguettes and pastries, but ooh la la, I am going to have to pace myself when it comes to those pastries! Our own home is being occupied by a dear friend, which leaves us worry free on that front and so there you have it. As for Radical Aging, I have so much on my mind to share with you here over the next few weeks. I have hit some barriers in my running and want to share with you what’s happening, and possibly some insights. I also want to talk about writing and what the process can do for you. And, if all goes well, I hope to share some video. Until then, Keep RAging!...
We are what we choose

We are what we choose

Day 3 in the Your Turn Challenge. When it comes to aging, we are what we choose. Doctors and Pharmaceuticals are not the answer to aging. Don’t get me wrong, there are definitely times when you need both, but we have come to rely on an industry that is no longer about “do no harm” but more about how much money can we pilfer from the system. The question then becomes, how do I circumvent the system? The answer is, we have to choose to take control of our own health. We have come to believe that it takes drugs for everything and it’s just not so. Remember the adage, you are what you eat? It turns out, this is quite true and not just a quaint saying. You are also everything you put into your mind, every movement you make, or more likely, don’t make and a composite of your five closest friends. So here’s the low down my friends: I’m a Certified Integrative Health Coach, and I have learned through research, nutrition is king. If you eat unprocessed, real food (no ingredients that you couldn’t stock in your own kitchen) then your body is going to feel the difference and believe me, I know this from experimenting on myself. Cleaning up my diet has energized my life and is keeping me healthy. What you feed your mind will effect your attitude towards all of life. Read. Read books. Read about health, healing, attitude, kindness, happiness, love. Read about science, religion, soul, and spirituality. Feed your brain healthy stuff and it will be healthy. Get off the sofa and...
Get your singing groove on

Get your singing groove on

Day 2 in the Your Turn Challenge has me thinking about attitude. We all can use an adjustment now and then and what better way to do it than to…”Sing, sing a song!” I KNOW you all remember the lyrics to that ‘get stuck in my head till I’m crazy’ song. Right? There’s a reason a song like this gets stuck in our heads, because of it’s simple lyrics, upbeat tune and because it makes us “Happy, clap along if you feel like happiness is for you!” OK, so enough of clever song lyrics. Just know this, it’s well documented that singing makes us feel good. We are attracted to songs, like a female bird to her male trying to woo her with his song. And we are most attracted to songs that are happy. There is a reason the aforementioned songs get stuck in our heads, along with “I’d like to teach the world to sing,” because they make us feel good. Singing can also bring us comfort. When my mom passed away last year, I found the greatest comfort in singing the old gospel hymns we sang as kids at night when on a road trip. My mom didn’t have a strong voice, but she loved to sing those songs. I seem to get lyrics stuck in my head more than the average person, but it doesn’t stop me from singing any chance I get. And if possible, dancing right along with my crazy singing. So, my friends…need an attitude adjustment, then SING! “Ain’t no mountain high enough, ain’t no valley low enough, ain’t no river wide...
Introducing…*drum roll*… Radical Aging!

Introducing…*drum roll*… Radical Aging!

Thanks for coming by Radical Aging for it’s launch! And what better day to launch than January 1st? A new year has begun and new way of thinking about aging. I’ve already posted several pages so you can get a feel for what’s up. I hope you will take a look around. I look forward to hearing from you in the comments. You can also join the discussion over on our Facebook page. Please give us a LIKE and pass the word. I envision a community of people 50+ cheering each other on to the healthy end! If you have suggestions for posts, let me know. I will be looking for people to interview who are living the radical aging lifestyle; if interested, message me on the FB page. 2015 is going to be a great year!...
Let us not go gentle…

Let us not go gentle…

I’ve always loved this Dylan Thomas poem, but it has taken on new and more pertinent meaning as I age. I hope you will take the time to read and enjoy his words. Let us not go gentle…. Do not go gentle into that good night Dylan Thomas, 1914 – 1953 Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the...