47

Last week, I spent five days skiing and snowboarding with my family in Vermont. Today I am still recuperating as I am turning 47. My body is telling me that I am getting old. I was still killing it on the pistes though.

I love skiing and snowboarding and I hope I will continue to do so for many years to come. Being active on the snow helped my beat the winter blue. When I was shredding on the trails, my mind was clear and at ease. I was close to nature and far away from digital. As the weather warming up, which is great for most people, I get a pang of sadness.

I am not taking good care of myself as I should. I haven’t given up alcohol. I haven’t changed my terrible diet. Thankfully I am still healthy at 47. Gout is my only enemy, but I might have it under control with a daily dose of Allopurinol. I hope I won’t get a flare up again.

As for family, my wife and I are on good terms. She gets grumpier over time, but my love for her is still strong enough to tolerate it. My kids are growing fast. I try to spend as much time as I can with them even though they rather spend time on their digital device.

As I am aging, I need to take better of myself physically and mentally. I am more active now than when I was younger. I can’t stress myself out. I can’t fall into depression. I don’t want to deal with anything out of my control. I can’t worry about losing my job. I can’t worry about how my kids will turn out.

For the most part, I am happy. I am lucky to have what I have now. I strive to improve myself incrementally everyday. I hope I will do better at 47. Happy birthday to me.