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    <title>topic REFLECTIONS ON MY MOST RECENT WALKS in Leisure &amp; Lifestyle</title>
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    <description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Reflections on my Most Recent Walks&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;It is normal to feel sorry for people with disabilities. Last week I saw a young woman hobbling about on crutches. Half of her right leg was amputated. I was taken aback: What a pity! Yesterday, an elderly woman coming towards me was so stooped over that as she tried to move, her head almost touched the pavement. I was stunned: How disheartening!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sometimes I feel sorry for myself because I have an array of physical problems: an aggressive and rare blood cancer, non-functioning adrenal glands, periodic angina, and pervasive arthritis. But all of these conditions are treatable.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Losing a limb and massive bone loss are not reversible. Seeing other people struggling with their deformities makes me grateful that I am still in relatively good health, thanks to precisely targeted medication, daily half-hour walks, and a positive attitude nourished by and sustained with the help of my upbeat wife who has banished negativity from our household.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;While bleak used to be my default adjective, I now focus on how blessed I am. I will be 80 years old next November. I embrace that day. When I was a teenager, I was fascinated by the TV show &lt;EM&gt;Life Begins at 80&lt;/EM&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Each week portrayed vibrant, articulate octogenarians with an abiding zest for life. If I could time travel, I’d love to be on that panel and tell my own story in which the cup is more than half full; it is brimming with life-enhancing moments and encounters.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2022 01:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
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    <dc:date>2022-11-06T01:29:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>REFLECTIONS ON MY MOST RECENT WALKS</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Leisure-Lifestyle/REFLECTIONS-ON-MY-MOST-RECENT-WALKS/m-p/2468344#M10075</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Reflections on my Most Recent Walks&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;It is normal to feel sorry for people with disabilities. Last week I saw a young woman hobbling about on crutches. Half of her right leg was amputated. I was taken aback: What a pity! Yesterday, an elderly woman coming towards me was so stooped over that as she tried to move, her head almost touched the pavement. I was stunned: How disheartening!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sometimes I feel sorry for myself because I have an array of physical problems: an aggressive and rare blood cancer, non-functioning adrenal glands, periodic angina, and pervasive arthritis. But all of these conditions are treatable.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Losing a limb and massive bone loss are not reversible. Seeing other people struggling with their deformities makes me grateful that I am still in relatively good health, thanks to precisely targeted medication, daily half-hour walks, and a positive attitude nourished by and sustained with the help of my upbeat wife who has banished negativity from our household.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;While bleak used to be my default adjective, I now focus on how blessed I am. I will be 80 years old next November. I embrace that day. When I was a teenager, I was fascinated by the TV show &lt;EM&gt;Life Begins at 80&lt;/EM&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Each week portrayed vibrant, articulate octogenarians with an abiding zest for life. If I could time travel, I’d love to be on that panel and tell my own story in which the cup is more than half full; it is brimming with life-enhancing moments and encounters.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2022 01:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>schlomo</dc:creator>
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      <title>Re: REFLECTIONS ON MY MOST RECENT WALKS</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Leisure-Lifestyle/REFLECTIONS-ON-MY-MOST-RECENT-WALKS/m-p/2468354#M10078</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Yeah, I wouldn't worry too much about complete strangers. Take care of yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2022 04:57:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>KellytheBelly</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2022-11-06T04:57:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: REFLECTIONS ON MY MOST RECENT WALKS</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Leisure-Lifestyle/REFLECTIONS-ON-MY-MOST-RECENT-WALKS/m-p/2497500#M11456</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;But then, I wish I could convince my Teutonic, hard-working spouse that 85-yr-old women are usually in better shape than the same age men. She gets a little short with me when I can't keep up with house maintenance and lawn &amp;amp; garden chores as well as she does. And I don't think she believes me when I remind her that by mid-80's the majority of men are either totally disabled or gone entirely !&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2023 18:04:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>IndyMo</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-05-11T18:04:12Z</dc:date>
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