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Have you peaked?

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Last night my partner and I watched the final episode of the British television series, "Alice & Jack". In the penultimate segment, a flashback to the seemingly happiest moments in their often angst-filled relationship, Alice asks Jack when he peaked, and he answers, "Just now" or words to that effect.

I hadn't previously thought about "peaking". I'm certain I haven't peaked. Will I ever? I mentioned this to my partner, and he responded that I'd peaked many times: that once I'd scaled one mountain, I was soon intent on scaling a higher one. Very generous of him.

Have you peaked?
 
Yes.

Physically, professionally, emotionally and spiritually.

And I am perfectly okay with that.

Intellectually maybe as well, but that is the one area where I think we can always improve until cognitive deficits make this impossible.

Financially...I have no idea. I am at an age where professional income is no concern and inflation measured against costs is of no real concern either. We could lose all our wealth tomorrow and as long as we live in a stable Canada, I would live no better or worse life than my parents did with their pensions and wits.

I don't feel the need to keep climbing mountains to feed my ego or fill some other hole in my life.

I only want to help others now, love my partner and our cats and family and watch our forest grow.
 
I've always been a big believer in people being in their prime in their 50's. Although there are numerous examples of folks older than that accomplishing great things, they are obviously in a small minority.

Because I grew up around a grandmother who most definitely peaked after 65, and because I'm at least as eccentric as she was, I hold out some hope that I may yet find new purpose in retirement and enter into a new phase of productivity, creativity, and achievement.

If I do not, I'm OK with that. But, I have a long list of things I want to do, and I do not feel diminished at 63 other than physically. I'm still quicker and sharper than my co-workers who are decades younger than me, but in fairness, it is a defense company, so not peopled with the sharpest people in the world, nor creative, nor witty, even if a few of them are rocket scientists.

As of now, my aim is still higher.
 
^
From Tennyson's Ulysses:

Come, my friends,
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
 
Yes indeed, I peaked at age 46 and stayed at that plateau until 52.

There was a definite downhill for me after 52, but emotionally I'm actually happier.
 
Early to mid twenties I guess before I got sick.
 
Yes.

Physically, professionally, emotionally and spiritually.

And I am perfectly okay with that.

Intellectually maybe as well, but that is the one area where I think we can always improve until cognitive deficits make this impossible.

Financially...I have no idea. I am at an age where professional income is no concern and inflation measured against costs is of no real concern either. We could lose all our wealth tomorrow and as long as we live in a stable Canada, I would live no better or worse life than my parents did with their pensions and wits.

I don't feel the need to keep climbing mountains to feed my ego or fill some other hole in my life.

I only want to help others now, love my partner and our cats and family and watch our forest grow.
I should have also included sexually....but I suppose Health has as much to do with that as anything.

The only person who really wants my body now is the undertaker.
 
Isn't the idea of peaking in like something you would look at in hindsight?

Otherwise, I see a thin line between aspiring to "reach your peak" and being the kind of person who cuts in line and cheats at golf.
 
I don't think I'd be terribly upset if I knew my corpse was going to be violated by a necrophiliac.
It's one thing to wake up and find yourself dead. It's entirely another to wake up, find yourself dead, and being boned, pardon the expression.
 
If I'm not at my peak right now, I'm very close to it. My peak may be in the recent past, or now, or later than now. I can't even tell. All that I CAN know, is that whenever my peak is, was not more than five years ago at the most, and I may not even be there yet.

I will say that at 76 I still have the stamina that I have always historically had. It's actually easier for me to do a hike that gains 1000 feet of elevation NOW, than even forty years ago.

I can't remember being "bothered" by anything internally (i. e., thoughts/the brain/inner demons) for at least two years. This is entirely unprecedented for me.

My mind is as sharp as it ever was. I'm noticing myself STILL hearing perhaps the first note or two of some 1960s or 1970s song that almost never ever gets played at all, and sometimes identifying the song instantly from that sketchy information, perhaps even if it's a song I never cared all that much for and I haven't heard it in decades.

Admittedly my sex drive has almost entirely disappeared, and even "doing it myself" takes some effort. I'm pretty sure that I will never again have an actual orgasm with a man again, because the physical contact itself elicits other sensations (the magic of touch, empathy and hyper-awareness, an intense feeling of giving comfort, a strong feeling of spirituality whether it's real or a placebo, exceptional mellowness, etc.) which are far stronger and even more pleasant than the strong feelings of SEX AND HORNINESS that I reveled in three or four decades ago.

Financially, I'm not ABSOLUTELY secure. A really horrific health misadventure could still strip me clean. (USA! USA! USA! WE'RE NUMBER ONE! NOT! Best health care in the world for those who can afford it...) However, these 6-3/4 years of my Eighth Decade so far, have been my most-financially-healthy ever. I am living in a city that I am dearly in love with, for the first time. I still have my health, and I just completed a 7,000+ mile 38-day road trip that covered 26 different states, pretty much effortlessly. My confidence and can-do-ness has never been better. I already know that whatever happens politically here in the coming years (even if civil war or such), I'll just *DEAL* and continue to be the best human being to everybody that I can in "real time". I'm surrounded by so much political ROT (which, um, also works in German because so much of it is coming from "RED" politicians and states) and so much CULT, that I've quadrupled-down on all that is not those things. I feel comfortable and content, and realize the fact that I am at least not aware of any more inner demons may be a rather rare thing. Though the "clock" will resume its normal direction sometime in the next three or four months at the most, I feel that I've aged backwards since last June, due to all of the hiking I've done since then, something like 860 miles of walking.

I feel that the near-complete absence of sexual urges and libido are NOT in any way unfortunate, nor an impediment to me. I'm entirely good with it. It was always a kind of "brain fog" if I can call it that, which would usually conceal the minutiae and subtle nuances in various aspects of life, which I now feel more sensitive to. I have transitioned into "EMPATH territory" in my 70s, the past two or three years. What is very unusual, is that when an "empathy dump" is necessary (such as consoling somebody in deep bereavement, or somebody who is profoundly depressed), that is supposed to be very draining emotionally. Somehow it "exercises and bulks-up" my empathy in ways that usually more than replace the amount "dumped" and I often feel more energized after than before, knowing that I've done something good for somebody by being "there" for them. Chicago has more nude men's "touch" events (platonic or on the outermost fringes of sexual libido), and some clothed cuddle events for men (and sometimes for men-and-women) than, as far as I know, ANY other U. S. city. Those are also extremely energizing and I've grown from them. I get recharged even more when I'm in New Jersey, especially with my friends in Metuchen, and Sausy and his brother.

I hope this keeps up for a good while. Health trajectories in the future are NEVER certain at any age, and the "externals" are entirely a wild card, but let's all Keep The Faith and fight the good fight.
 
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