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?