I feel a little like a used car. I am walking and eating healthier. It is making my "motor" more tuned and running better. Unfortunately, the outside shows the wear and tear of years of aging and neglect. I love my baseball cap that has the message: "Scars are like tatoos only with better stories." That being said, there are days I wish they weren't there. Don't get me wrong. I have earned every wrinkle, smile line and the choices to worship the sun without proper care were mine. I am even grateful for my scars for they are battle ribbons of my survival. There are just sometimes that I would like to look and feel pretty. Better to continue to tune my "motor" and be healthier than to spend time concerned with the outside. If I was given a choice to have my appearance magically improved but would have to give up playing in the surf, getting dirty camping, etc. I would leave things as they are. I am a happy person who may want to feel prettier every once in a while but isn't willing to spruce myself up with the make-up and clothes that might make that possible. I guess I will be the used car that looks rusty on the outside but is actually quite happy to have gone many miles and would rather have a tuned engine for more miles than a new paint job. LOL I am already over myself. Silly me.