I think I qualify as aging well. Very shortly (the 27th) I will turn 91 years old. But in my head I am still 40 or 50. I do not have any signs of dementia. My husband died four years ago. We were together for 62 years and that is/was a blow from which I will never recover. I do not have any major physical illnesses. I do not live in pain. I am able to live independently in my own home and do everything I need to do for myself. I just had my driver's license renewed. Because of the magic of cataract surgery I can see fine and am able to drive without glasses. I realize I am extremely fortunate. However I also realize that for many years I was a racewalker. I had a full-time job and a family, but every evening after work I stopped at the track and did 3-4 miles of racewalking. I continued until I retired at age 67. We moved and I started to just walk. I never smoked and drank only on social occasions. I have never been particularly keen on sweets so didn't consume a lot of sugar. It is my belief that all of this is how I am the way I am at this great age. I had to have major surgery for an ulcer in my early thirties. I remember that my doctor told me that everything starts in the gut. We didn't hear much about that then. But it stayed with me always.