Time Flies!!
I was at a family event in California this weekend. There is a whole new generation (or two) behind me, which means a bunch of new grey hair in mine.
As I tried to relive my youth on the dance floor, I noticed that I'm not as good at some stuff as I used to be.
Here, the hula hoop was clearly defective.
Crazy how that works (or doesn't anymore) ... I used to be able to do the splits as well.
Time doesn't stop and the new generation is coming for you ... kind of sucks. But it clearly beats the alternative.
The question is how you choose to stay relevant?
