I dont' think I like aging!

Its funny how age, or the aging process creeps up on you when you're not expecting. it.

I recently got new glasses. I was wearing contacts but had been having some real issues with blurring on anything that was up close. As it turned out my vision had taken a turn for the worse and I required some up close assistance, hence the bi-focals!

I left for my work out at 5am. I don't like to wear my glasses while I'm working out and my distance vision is fairly good so I just laid my them on the seat next to me and backed out of the garage. I like to listen to the news as I drive to the gym but the radio had been turned down. The volume controls are on my steering wheel as are the channel controls. I thought I had my thumb on the volum control but it was the channel control and I ended up changing the channel multiple times....arrrgggg!
I moved my thumb over and found the volume but now I had blaring static as the channel the radio had gone to didnt come in.....more arrrggggg!! Course it didnt dawn on me til I was well down the road that I could just turn the tuner dial to get my station back.

Memory is becoming something that I have to be conscious of and not rely on the fact that it will just happen. While I was working out a guy at the gym asked me if I'd relay a message to someone that I worked with here at GCC. I said sure. I see this guy almost every day and we introduced ourselves sometime ago, but today I had no idea what his name was and embarassed as I was I had to ask.

I was about mid-way through my work out and didn't want to stop and go write his name down so I didnt forget it. So instead, I just begin repeating his name to myself over and over and over and over and over. Then I start to think about a project at work that I'm diving into and got some really great ideas and wanted to remember those. So now, in my head am I not only consistently repeating this guys name but also the things I want remember when I get to work.

I'm tooling along on the elliptical and I really like the song that comes on my IPOD. I want to start singing along with it in my head. But then I think I can't because if I don't keep repeating his name and the things I want to remember for work I'll forget them. My IPOD then becomes like this satan endorsed temptation, "oh come on,sing along, you know you really like this song, you won't forget the other stuff, sing, sing, have some fun during this grueling workout." Ok so maybe grueling was a little carried away! Sing, repeat? Sing, repeat? What do I do?

I finally finished my 40 minutes and went racing over to the front desk and grabbed a flyer, turned it over and was ready to write down everything I wanted to remember. Where's a pen! I can't find a pen! I have to write this down, where is a pen? I'm searching all over the desk and finally I found one. Writing as fast as I could, I jotted down in barely legible handwriting all the things I'd been repeating in my head.



What a relief! But would I know what this said when I get to work was the question?
I don't know if I was more wore out for my workout or trying to remember all this stuff! Too much stress at 5am.