So, there is nothing more depressing than having your license renewed, just what you need, a picture every 4 years to remind you of what the past 4 years have done to you. It all shows up, the stress the heartache, the lack of caring about yourself. I can remember before I was 50, and I was coming up on my birthday and I said that this will be the year, the year that I will take care of myself and lose some weight, pamper myself and have me time, I called it Fit and Fifty. Well ten years later I was sorry and sixty, but not sorry enough to do something about it. Now I am coming up on 63 and I am about as unfit as I can be, the heavyest I have ever been, the oldest I have ever been, and I guess I could blame it on the life that surrounds me, but the truth is I can only blame myself. I am sure that I will go out of this life (later rather than sooner), unfit, unhealthy, unthin, and unbeautiful. But it is what it is I guess. I can always dig out all those old licenses and see how when I was 40 I thought I looked bad, little did I know I would out do myself 23 years later. So who knew I wouldn't look 29 forever.
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