I never wanted to accept it, but it seems that there is some truth to the cultural experience of hitting a certain point in your 40's when your body begins a different kind of conversation with you. Speaking up for itself. Talking back, even.
As a bodyworker who may have been more smug about this when I was younger, truth is, I have not been immune to this occurrence. Worse, sometimes I do things (or refrain from doing things) even when I know better.
Things of which my body has become very quick to remind me...