I was sitting on a park bench,
utterly exhausted, watching my grandkids play.
I should've been out there with them, but the truth was, I just couldn't keep up.
My energy was zapped, and my flab seemed to be an anchor, dragging me down.
Back in my day, I was the queen of the dance clubs, but lately, I felt more like a wallflower at life's big dance.
Let me tell you, hitting your 60s comes with surprises.
For me, it was the stubborn bulges and folds that clung on like an uninvited guest.