Hi Briggs 49, all these responses to your topic are spot on.
I'll just add as we age, our body's can no longer endure excesses of sugar, salt, fat, alcohol, coffee, tobacco, drugs or eating large amounts of food before bed without consequences. Sugar addiction causes diabetic amputations. Salt addiction causes stroke expressed as having to drag around the entire limp half of your own body or inability to control your speech etc. Being too fat makes keeping your ass clean very difficult. Also hard to breathe tying your shoes, and larger people won't breathe normally without a machine pushing air in their face all night. Dialysis 3 times a week will be the life of many that kill their kidneys with substance abuse or STD's.
All these things start from a single thought. We have to learn how to manage our thoughts. Shield ourselves(reduce the time spent with them ) from toxic people, toxic Internet/TV, toxic music. Be around healthy friends, fun fascinating Internet/TV, and music with healthy, fun, life giving words.
I've achieved peak condition (ideal body ) about 4 times in my 55 years. At 15, then in 12th grade, cougars stared at me driving by and in food stores. Then about 1984 being in an area where all the armed forces were near each other. At about 24 I exercised for only one reason and that was to land the best guy I could. Those were soul emptying days from being with a new guy every weekend or one on Friday night and a different guy Saturday night for about a month. Then after 12 years of no physical intimacy except Rudy Palm, being the almost ideal Christian, I had to rebel due to not being able to connect on a physical level.
After searching many websites and finding the "high ranking " or as I'd use the words my "peak desire " men. When lucky enough to get mutual communication with a peak desire man, he did not go for more than a few emails. They were flaky to me. But I was very determined and kept looking for my lifemate another 22 more years. A colossal destructive waste of life. I could of taken one college course at a time and been a PhD by now. About 11 years ago I found a man in DC, at the time I was again getting to Peak condition. He is polished, gray haired, trimmed beard(I prefer clean shaven), average nice face and golden red pubic hair below(oh yeah), but way too much chest and belly hair for me and his penis bent downward smallish head (not my type but). He was kind and engaging but a Top (only letting me top him for 30 seconds 2x in 11 years) that insisted he can't bottom due to being molested as a teen by his aunt's husband and that man's friend. I'm versatile so I had to put up with bottoming but the frequent oral sex on me made up for it. He didn't care that my weight went up to 220, during his reign. We needed each other to talk about details of our lives we couldn't tell another or that no one else wanted to care about. His motivation was my hair and that we could trust each other to not cheat each other because he lived with a sex less partner and my adopted mother lived with me. He made 3x my income and his partner now husband makes 3 times his income. So yeah I got to know the big time. (High ranking ). It's like I get bored with Burger King, McDonald's, KFC, Subway or Wendy's. And the high ranking get bored with Thai, American, High end Chinese, Indian, Mexican, Italian etc.
I broke up with him because we used each other as emotional crutches. Early on in our relationship, he took photos of me nude, and when I found one of them online he gave me a very hard way to go until I found the paper copies he masterbated with and brought them home to use to negotiate with him which ones he had to destroy from the originals or our friendship was over. He didn't want to see me in my natural environment, only in his environment. I got passed that but started losing interest in giving him oral sex so he was ok with me masterbating him, while his appetite for oral to me got even better. But this rich but not high ranking man turned me off sexually but I liked his intimacy. I also didn't really want to masterbate him either. I should of made him a life size Teddy bear out of all my hair that falls on my floor and clean it for him to caress and bang.
Finally healed by this long overdue breakup, by getting older and my blood pressure med or age finally lowering my sex drive to a more controllable level where I could enjoy life like a child again, not being aggravated and led about by my dick head. He says all the time that I'm the best he'll ever find and says he will stay celibate because of the crazy older men that's out there. We still email once in a while.
I got to the point of total frustration with not being able to attract a light haired smooth guy with any morals. I like average but going in a healthy direction and found one is interested in a 5'4" very hairy purposely below average income guy. Even 50 miles away. It actually repulses me to pursue anyone who has a need to constantly travel this world. I will have plenty of time to see creation from it's eternal viewpoint when I'm there. And having the best possessions is an endless time sucking pursuit. I'm happy I know this now but had to learn it the hard way.
I hope this helps.