I figure for this look to work, I will start smoking again when I hit 80. By that time, the benefits of this rekindled hobby will far outweigh the negatives. I'll exist on nicotine, coffee, and art gallery openings.
This is that unflappable entirely lovable lady you see in the produce aisle. Always happy, always saying slightly unintelligible things to little children. You will usually find this kind of old lady has hair to her feet which she twists into towering displays featuring fresh cherry blossoms and plastic barettes.
She seems so sweet until she confesses at Bible study that sometimes people really annoy her.
If I go this route, I want to keep running. When I'm 80, that will finally be my time to qualify for the Boston Marathon and possibly place in my age group. I'll also put flax seeds and wheatgerm in all my baked goods.