The other day an acquaintance of mine who just turned 50 years old and has been spending hours in the gym for decades and also eats like a bird, commented that her friends told her that from the neck down she didn’t look that old, but she recognized that her face betrayed her and that I think she has gone through the operating room or, at least, the botox injections. I replied that the exact opposite happens to me, from the neck up, and without cheating, I do not represent my age, but the rest is this: remains of the wreck.
The 50-year-old has managed to maintain her twenty-year-old girl’s body thanks to an intense and long-lasting plan of conservation and improvement of the facade, and what’s more, if you neglect it you run the risk of being subjected to a third degree, trying capture you for their sect of healthy living, while chocolate churros get in your way. As he admits, his body does not correspond to his face, but it seems to me that even people who are proud, and rightly so, of those anatomies that go through the years without time doing them indeed, they always find some flaw, let’s say a wrinkle between the eyebrows.
At the same time, an acquaintance who has already turned 70, and is still attractive, after recounting to him my friendly encounter with the 50-year-old, gentle body and out-of-compassion face, advised me not to enter into debates, since, after a certain age, the best philosophy is not to rebel against the body, because it is a losing battle.
The argumentation went beyond the simple acceptance of the passage of time; it’s about, he told me, avoiding getting embroiled in wars you know positively you’ll lose, with yourself and with the vast number of creatures who, by date of birth or by better nature or genetics, still retain the body in good condition
Whatever you didn’t do while your figure was receptive and grateful for care, you won’t be able to do it now that your body seems to be further and further away from your head. Sometimes he doesn’t even know you and there you are, ordering temperance to skins and bones who have decided to live the crazy life.
