Roosh’s post, “Denying Death” offers a wise sentiment.
My grandmother never saw the ocean. By the time I had my own means to take her to the ocean, she had slipped towards dementia and was under the watchful eye of a greedy sister looking to make an 11th hour move for her fortune.
My grandparents live like it is the Great Depression and will die with huge bank accounts. Why? Their children and grandchildren are all alright, so while their booty will be much appreciated, none of us need it.
In fact, I would gladly trade my inheritance for my grandmother to travel back into time to see the ocean.
“You can’t take it with you.”
That said, I think Roosh misunderstands why a lot of us “health nuts” do what we do.
I’m not trying to live to 100 per se. If you want to understand my view on life, then answer this question:
Would you rather live 30 consecutive years as a 30 year old man (and then die immediately) or age naturally to 100?
To me the question is a no-brainer. I don’t want to be old. I’m trying to live well, deep into middle age.
By living the way I do, if I color my hair I can easily pass for a decade younger. Because I look and feel younger, my body doesn’t limit my experiences. If I want to go to a college night, no one knows I’m actually a creeeeeepy old guy in the corner of the bar.
I will, like all people, invariably hit the wall. I will look old. My joints will ache. My gums will recede. My hair will thin. My face will sag. I will have a turkey neck.
I’d rather hit the wall at 45 or 50 instead of 40 (like most American men). The fight isn’t for 5-10 additional years of life. The fight is for 5-10 additional years of youth.
Every year I don’t hit the wall is another great year of life experiences to nourish me through old age.
What’s more is that we all will age. Jay Kordich – the guy who used to sell the Juice Man juicers in late-night infomercials - just turned 89. (Jack LaLane lived to be 96.)
Watch an interview or video with him. He sounds far more coherent than the average middle-aged man. He’s also married to a woman who is 30 years younger than he is, and who by all accounts worships him. I could think of worse ways to grow old.
So I won’t be trading in my juicer for an Extra Value Meal any time soon.