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Stand up straight/ from my mom
It really helps when you are over 60 to remember to keep that tight core and stand up straight
I was diagnosed with a progressive nueromuscular disease. My doctors told me I shouldn’t exert myself. 50 or 60 century rides, half a dozen bike tours, and twenty years later, I’m still riding. Guess I was having too much fun to realize I was exerting myself!
When a counselor at a community college told me I was too old to go to school. Four years later I had a bachelor degree in kinesiology! And I get to work outdoors in sports.
“When the baby sleeps, YOU sLeep.” Shoulda, coulda, woulda…
Start a retirement/investment account as soon as I graduated from college instead of waiting until my school loans were paid off. I should have listened and put it into action!
“You have a huge talent for dance. Major in it @ UCSC”(@ that time a newly opened campus in the California university system). I had the grades; my parents didn’t believe it was a viable way to earn a living. I didn’t listen to my high school counselor; I didn’t challenge my parents. Instead, I left home.
My other passion has always been horses; I’ve owned them, ridden them, but never had the $ to pursue the concept/connection that I would’ve liked/needed to do.
Perhaps if I’d been able to dance, I could’ve been able to afford both.
“What goes around…comes around” You may never be able to see it…but it does!
My high school guidance counselor told me not to finish high school during my parents’ divorce and, instead, just get my GED and go to community college. I didn’t listen. I finished high school, then went on to earn my bachelor’s in 3.5 years. Worst advice I’ve ever heard from a guidance counselor.
Marry your best friend.
Don’t marry that guy. I did. I fell into the chronology of life and all my friends were getting married so it almost felt expected. Don’t be afraid to be single until Mr. Right shows up. He’s better than Mr Right now in the long run!