A few stories about life after 60. About memories and aging. Laughter and love. Tears and trials. What’s working, what’s not, and what we’ve learned along the way.
Ten years ago, I wrote an article on peanut butter as part of a series on label reading. A dietitian blasted me in the comments section. “You have no idea what you’re talking about! Peanut butter is always a good choice. Stay in your own lane.”
Read MoreI gave my blog a name again. I had un-named it during my doctoral program, so it and/or I would look more grown up in the academic world. But I’m a free agent now, so my self-imposed rules have changed. I started a Tumblr account in 2009; Ms Moderation: practicing extreme balance in all things food, fit, and fun as I transitioned out of food marketing into the emerging wellness industry. I wrote a weekly health news column, certified as a health coach, and started a blog. It was a good way to roll into my 50’s.
Read MoreAlan and I celebrated 40 years of marriage this weekend. Quarantine style of course. Those of you in long term relationships know that a canceled vacation is hardly the greatest challenge you’ve faced together, so you simply make amended celebratory plans.
Read MoreHas beauty always been this simple? This rich? Maybe it’s the extra moments I’m afforded that allow it to saturate a wider swath of my soul. Maybe it’s the knowledge that I’ve inched my way into the third stage of life, where time matters far less and somehow much more.
Everything matters more today. As I settle into my new norm, I’m drawn back to the sweet salve of Utah’s expansive canyons a few weeks ago.
Read MoreA marketing company offered to help me with ‘the authenticity trend” that’s sweeping our country. Hmm, twenty-five years ago I ran my own authentic marketing firm, helping clients tell their retail product stories. Surely, as a second career, 60 year old consultant, I could use some tips on the latest authenticity hacks as I develop Brand Lisa 2.0.
Read MoreI ran a marathon 8 years ago this week. I was a 52-year-old recreational runner with a handful of half-marathon medals when I thought, how much harder could it be to run another 13.1 miles? Of course, that’s a ridiculous rationale, but it helped me make the leap.
Read MoreIf you think your pant size determines your level of wellbeing, think again. While obesity is a key factor in physical health, it shouldn’t be confused with overall wellbeing. After all, how important is that garment tag if you’re anxious, lonely, and drifting in purposelessness? Perhaps it’s time we stop glamorizing the privileged, crafted version of health and find an equitable way to examine our true state of being.
Read MoreIt’s rare that emotion overwhelms me to the point of tears. I never intended to be so stalwart, but good or bad things happen and I tend to process them without the rawness that crying provides. I’m an expert laugher, which seems to flow naturally for me, but the joy of crying has eluded me for most of my 50+ years.
Read MoreI hung up my pen a few months ago.
My thought was, to truly break the crafted cycle of wellness being sold today, I would spend more time practicing it and less time telling you how to be better. Or skinnier. Or faster or smarter or prettier or productive-r. Because I needed a break and thought maybe you did too.
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