28 May 2024

Count the days - not years

 Imagine it's my birthday.

Today I am 70 (seventy) years old according to the birth certificate.

70 years that sounds like there won't be a party in the care home. To be fair, many people of that age are rapidly on there way down. Physical, mental and social. The body has lost muscle mass, many suffer from memory loss and the intellectual abilities decrease. If one is lucky, there are grandchildren around and the family is still intact. All doom and gloom as it seems.

But this is not necessarily the way it has to go! 

I keep myself fit and on top of the game with teaching and training the martial art of traditional Japanese Jiu-Jitsu.

And the results are astonishing. Off bed on the birthday, first thing 70! push ups, proper ones. (before getting up, some morning Sex with my beloved partner who is 75. Yes you read right!)

Than after getting ready, nice breakfast, not this vegan stuff, no, I prefer today a full English. Reading the good papers, to check out the world and than work on the manuscript of my next book to be published.

You should not believe what the society tell you about someone who is 70. This is really just a number and life in the full swing. Happy birthday!


Me on the left