65 and alive

It’s my birthday weekend and I’m spending it on a golf trip to Oakmont CC in PA with some great friends. We played our first hot, humid round yesterday and I survived. It’s a way for me to re-assert some athleticism in an otherwise way-too-lax lifestyle. I probably lost 5 pounds just walking the course and sweating yesterday.

This is the Medicare birthday, and I take no pleasure in that. It’s a bigger milestone than I would have thought – signing up for Medicare just makes you feel old.