I still call it The Jake.
Isn't it crazy that not too long ago you weren't supposed to trust anyone over thirty and that it (30) was considered middle age? In the 1960/70s people were brainwashed into thinking that 50 was it - saddle up the Lay-Z-Boy and settle in for your final years.
I'm not entirely sure that people back then were actually older or less healthy I think it was an idea they bought into about how they should be and what life was about.
It was the transfats. Now with them gone and statins, fucking people won't die.
KQ you've nailed it. It's not the age it's the attitude. I work w/ kids in their 30's, some act like they're 50. My friends and I are in our 50's/60's we act like 30.
You have to grow old you but, you decide If you want to live like you're old.
I don't think there's an old person on this board. Well maybe Wooley. But other than him we're all still kids. Even Splat.
The last few years more and more people are mistaking my 12 year younger fiance for my daughter. If this is the beginning of my downhill slide how is this going to look in another 5 or so years?
Unless she is overweight, she will probably have left you by then.
Life is not lift served.
On certain physiologic aspects of aging- At the very beginning of 1988, shortly after turning 23, I took up running the local trails where I lived (Staying at home for a little while following graduation from college). Having given up weightlifting a few years earlier, I had become a bit of a chubster. Anywho, I lost thirty pounds in six months. Beginning around December of last year, I began running regularly again after a many-year hiatus, splitting time between my mom's place (primarily) and my friend's in the Sierra foothills. In essence, I have been running the exact same trails I did back in 88. And I'm going twice as far or more on a per-run basis than I did back then, but, to date, I've only lost about a dozen pounds.
With respect to certain psychologic aspects of aging- About a month ago, I hooked up with a skank at a local pub and went home with her. But I didn't bone her until the next morning. What's the rush? She had to use vag-lube, BTW (three years older than me).
Whatever. Life's pretty fuckin' k00l. Hope all y'all is digging it, too.
Your dog just ate an avocado!
Fighting the jaded bug is the hardest thing for me. Along with knee shoulder and back pain, and less inspiration. And carpel tunnel, depression, you know, the normal stuff. Ear hair for sure. Heh! I'll take it. It's a privilege. I won't last long, but it's a good bitching thread. Drop some knowledge on the young one's; surround yourself with youth, and we can fake it like the best of them, and teach 'em a thing or three.
Is it radix panax notoginseng? - splat
This is like hanging yourself but the rope breaks. - DTM
Dude Listen to mtm. He's a marriage counselor at burning man. - subtle plague
Fuck you I deny it. Iceman though is really getting old
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Quando paramucho mi amore de felice carathon.
Mundo paparazzi mi amore cicce verdi parasol.
Questo abrigado tantamucho que canite carousel.
What helps me bounce out of a funk is to take a look at the bucket list. Pick something and move forward In life. By the time it's done I'm usually refocused and the momentum rolls for a bit. Don't really expect that method to change with age.
-33yo :P
Credit to Iceman for the persistence, best wishes on that
Getting older, afternoon naps have become a semi-regular activity. Definitely getting by on less sleep at night, so a 10-20 minute recharge is great.
Also beer lasts longer as two is max, three is a wild night. And scotch becomes the preferred evening drink.
Screw the net, Surf the backcountry!
Thx MS. Not heard that one in a coons age.
watch out for snakes
Good news iceman.
I rode the chair with an 80 something yr old a couple yrs back. And he explained that yes his body is a bit tired, but his brain is only now at full function, and that he feels better than ever. He's right.
Ditto on the not giving a fuck anymore comment.
It was a powder day too.
Having life figured out, and cruising 4" inches of pow over groomers at 85 was pretty sweet to see.
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