Aging Isn’t for the Weak

Some days I wake up and wonder when my body decided to age overnight. In my 30s, it feels like I get sick more often, my joints ache for no reason, and sleep — when it happens — never seems to feel as restorative as it used to. Aging isn’t for the weak.

As a former athlete, this hits differently. I remember when my body felt limitless, when I could train hard, recover fast, and compete without thinking twice about energy or endurance. That vitality wasn’t just physical — it was a state of mind.

Now, I miss that edge. Not because I want to relive the past, but because I want to step into the future with the same power, stamina, and drive. I want to know that I can still push, compete, and show up for my life like I’m training for the game of my life — because, in a way, I am.