Coming back to the idea of the body as a temple

I have a nearly 20 year old car that I am losing confidence in.  It requires more and more maintanence, more thought and consideration.  I coddle it and don't push my luck when driving.  The thought of a cross country trip in the thing is a non-starter.  The body is slowly deteriorating - sometimes in the street - and I am not as proud as I once was of it.

So I'm coming back to the idea that I must spend more and more time on the maintenance of my body as well.   I must spend more and more time on maintaining it, coddling it, making sure that I am doing nothing too awful to it.  I cannot trade it in.  The shop labor for repair is astronomical.   I must spend more and more time buffing and exercising and making sure that I can last for the long haul.

It's a change from what I did in my youth, thinking I was ageless, that no harm could come to me.  That being skinny was a curse. 

Such a long time ago.