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I’ve been thinking a lot about my birthday next week. I’ll be 60. Sometimes I wonder how that happened. Of course, I know how it happened, but I wonder anyway. I mean, it seems like I was just 35 or 40 not that long ago. There was a time when 60 seemed old, but I do not feel old and I don’t think I look all that old!
I remember my mother used to say that the older you get the faster time seems to go. And it’s true in relative terms. One year for a five year old is a long time because it represents 20% of the child’s entire life. One year for a fifty year old is not that long because it represents only 2% of that person’s life.
A few years ago when we lived in San Diego I had a series of medical tests that measure biological age according to certain markers. One part of the test involved something like an MRI in which my whole body was put inside a machine that took images of the entire inside of my body. The results were that across all the measured markers my biological age ranged from 29 to 38. Not bad for my mid-fifties, I thought. My doctor thought so, too.
I haven’t picked up any bad habits since then, so I expect I’m still pretty much in that same range. So much for my body.
