A thought about being too old
I always wanted to be a dancer. But when I was 8, I thought I was too old, because all the other little girls had started when they were 4,5,or 6. Then when I was 10, I again thought I was too old to start dancing, and wished I had started when I was 8. When I was 12, again I thought I was too old, and again wished I had started at 10, or even at 8, for looking back I certainly wasn't too old to start dancing then.
I never did end up dancing, and I always wished that I had started, but what stopped me was the belief that I was too old. Even at the age of 8, I thought I was too old.
I didn't start college until I was 21 (at least I was in high school at the right time!). I didn't get my bachelor's degree until I was 26. I'm now one month away from my 30th birthday. I can't even start applying to medical school for another year, and won't matriculate for another two years - if I'm lucky. If all goes according to plan, I won't be a fully trained physician in my chosen specialty until I'm 40!
I already lost one dream at a young age, because I thought I was too old. I am older, sure, but that's not going to stop me anymore. It's a silly, flimsy excuse to put off your dreams, because you're never going to get any younger. If you think you're too old to start now, just wait another 5 years, so you can kick yourself, wishing you had started when you were "young enough."