I am aging. Yes it's true. In fact, I'm aging without stay-young-looking assistance from Botox or fillers, and I expect to be able to say that always because while I support their use if they work for others, those things trigger a personal alarm I can't get past. So aging gracefully is my only choice -- which means I'm back at the gym tomorrow. There's no grace in trundling around like the Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum's younger sister.