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brian];1652441 said:I'm only 24 - have been for a wile now. Not sure how long as I quit counting
That worked for me for quite a while, too. I think I was passing 55 or so when I realized something was different.
brian];1652441 said:I'm only 24 - have been for a wile now. Not sure how long as I quit counting
If you think you are old you will be old. Many use that as an excuse to be lame. Yes physical limits change but not as much as people believe. We take kids to a 12' jumping rick across the lake and the number of 30-40 year old dads that stay in their boats is appalling. Always get out of the boat.
That worked for me for quite a while, too. I think I was passing 55 or so when I realized something was different.
Well isn't this just peachy.
Last week, just before xmas my molar crown fell out. Sure, I was munching on Turkey and stuffing, but come on - crowns are supposed to stay in the mouth. Meh - went right on munching.
Then, over the wknd, I've always had a problem with one of my knees, and sure enough, right after skiing it locked up almost tight. The doc says it's some kind of cartilage stuff that builds up around the joints as you age. After a few hours and a glass or two of wine, it comes back around. But after a day in a ski boot my big toe is still numb.
Yesterday I got a hair cut. Hmm, just not as much hair leavings as I was used to a few years back. My comb-over ain't makin' it too well these days.
I was looking at the instrument panel, and the darn thing is getting a bit fuzzy again, in the evening. I'm already wearing bifocals, and the opto said it might be time for tri. GAH!
Today, I knelt down to check the tire pressure on the Porsche(no TPMS on the oldies) and each time getting back upright was tougher, and tougher. I'm vertical again, but it was a job.
Oh well, vertical is better than horizontal I guess. And stay the hell off my lawn!
/rant(sorry)
I'm wondering what quality of life means to you?
It's got to be worth living "or"
I thought that was where Jose Jalapeno got his steeeeek from.
64, but still moving pretty well. I run, swim, and bicycle, but none of them very seriously. I do have some vision problems that keep me from flying, but they don't seem to bother me enough to do anything else I want to do. One thing though, I live in San Juan, PR during the winter and we don't have a car down there. We live way up on a hill and have a third floor apt. When we get down there I question my investment in such a place. By the end of two weeks I'm doing pretty well. By April, I will be seven or eight pounds lighter and running up the hill. We live a very active life down there, and that helps a lot.
We like it down here. We have a nice little apartment in Old San Juan.brian];1652821 said:You know, I hadn't been to San Juan in decades. Then in October I was there on business thinking - not a bad place to spend a little time!
I refuse to be a typical overweight middle age man. I hit the gym at 5am almost everyday before work.
I refuse to be a typical overweight middle age man. I hit the gym at 5am almost everyday before work.
Anyone ever see "Cocoon"? Maybe I can find one of those egg pods.
As for still doing stuff, I'm in the process of putting T&G on my CO house. The job is about half done, and I've put up a ton of board feet, and still have a lot to go. Last month I started the restoration of another Porsche 928 by doing the motor mounts, timing belt, water pump and seals. That's the hobby stuff. On the work front, I'm working on a new flexible kind of network for Intel to solve a problem they have, and buying some new properties to develop later this year. So yeah - I'm still out there, still have my hand on the tiller, still moving the ball down the field. I just wish the stuff I used to be so good at was as easy now as it was then.
Im with Tom on this one. I have potted plants that are alive.
When I was 12 years old I lived in a wheelchair (JRA). At 56 I walk the dog twice a day and play golf, only because my cardiologist fixed me. Life is good. But I do miss my friends that didn't make it this far.
I say the same thing daily....
With all my racing stuff, and medical issues with a death sentence 25 years ago and test flying a HIGHLY overpowered experimental.. And, being named "least likely to live to 18" in my high school year book.. I am SHOCKED I made it this far...... I truly am...
I open the newspaper and see people in the obits younger then me and shake my head in disbelief.....
My therapy is to head to the airport and make a lap around the valley in the most beautiful place in the world..... Get in the hottub later in the day with an adult beverage and thank god I made it another day........
LIFE is GOOD........
Ben.
I'm all in! YOU AND ME IN THE HOT TUB!
Okay, Geico is still working on the drunkest post ever.
Maybe not DRUNKEST. I'm thinking some other -est.Damn man, that sounds like you all ready died and went straight to heaven.
I'm all in! YOU AND ME IN THE HOT TUB!
Okay, Geico is still working on the drunkest post ever.
Maybe not DRUNKEST. I'm thinking some other -est.
Gayest is not a word!
I'm with Tom on this one. I have potted plants that are alive.
Jackson hole = heaven. I guess I been to heaven. I rode the ski lift during the summer there. It was beautiful
I'm with Tom on this one. I have potted plants that are alive.
I refuse to be a typical overweight middle age man. I hit the gym at 5am almost everyday before work.
Act like wherever you are, that's the place to be. Rule 3, Fast times at Ridghmont High. (Which is a paraphrase of Philippians 4:12.)
That's about what time I go to the bathroom for the last time for the night. I get up somewhere between 8 and 9 in the morning. Early enough that it isn't too hot to go running.4:30pm for me three times a week, and run two days a week. And I bicycle to work on decent weather days.
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Well, this thread sure went pear shaped.
Geico has a pot farm! You saw it here folks!
David