I’ve found myself using my age as an excuse lately, and it has to stop. Coming up with reasons to not do, not even try, is so much easier than trying or even looking at what I want or need to do with a “let’s just see how far I can get” attitude. I’m old, I’m 20lbs overweight, I didn’t sleep well last night, my muscles/joints ache, my sneakers are wet, my hair’s gray! I thought of the excuse, I’m blind. I don’t know what that’s like, but that excuse could be used for even the simplest of tasks for a seeing person, like finding matching socks, putting on lipstick, or pouring a glass of milk. I’ve tried some scary, amazing things in my life; well scary for me anyway. My only thought was how wonderful to get the chance. The answer to why do it, was easy. But when it comes to the mundane, ordinary things, I don’t see them as amazing, there’s no obvious why. I need to put up a few more stickers in my house to answer why, like, I’m Alive, Move or Lose, Trying is the First Step to Success, and I Want More Amazing.