Unlike our healthcare system, I am (knock wood) in the pink. Aging takes its toll of course, but I pay it and move on. Moving is the secret, and there is dance in the morning and spinning at noon to keep me on the move.
Even my cheeks are rosy. The hue of my face after a workout is flush, but I like that breathless feeling.
(Also see Rosy on SidewalkSuperBlog prompted by this Daily Prompt.)