Last summer I was digging a hole, jumped on the shovel and it hit a buried piece of plastic. I bounced about a half foot in the air and lost balance and fell. Dear Daughter came running looking scared instead of laughing at me as I was expecting.I was told that the surest test of whether or not you were old was to fall down.
If people point and laugh, then you're not old.
If they rush to your aid, then you're old!
Motorcycles have automatic transmissions?My kids didn't have a manual to even learn on, and when I bought a moto after 30 years off a bike, I sought an automatic/DCT.
Neil would be proud. He would definitely relate.Oh, to live on Mid-Age Mountain
With the w*rkers and the healthy tycoons,
You can't be sixty on Mid-Age Mountain
Though you're thinking that
you're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
Reminds of an incident I think I have posted on here before. I was shopping in a store. Some items that looked interesting were in a lower shelf, so I squatted down to get a better look at them. I still have good balance and am very comfortable in the squat position, and stayed that way for about a minute. Suddenly I hear someone say "oh my, sir!" I turn and see a younger women rushing towards me, saying "are you okay? do you need help?" I slowly stand up (just with my legs, need for any other support) with a smile , saying "oh, I'm fine. I was quite comfortable". She got this shocked looked on her face, apologizing, saying "I thought you were stuck there." One of the times the thought "do I really look that *old*?" ran through my mind.I was told that the surest test of whether or not you were old was to fall down.
If people point and laugh, then you're not old.
If they rush to your aid, then you're old!
A cardiologist described me as "spry". Ick.
I'd rather be considered "spry" than not.A 50-year old pickleball partner called me “spry” last year. I was taken aback.
Yesterday, another p’ball partner, after I raced around at the net and returned some tough shots, remarked in surprise that I had really good balance and added to that with compliments about my flexibility and agility.
And then she asked me how old I am. I’m 2 years older than she is.
I’m not really sure how to take any of that, really….
I get the same thing, they always have to throw in that qualifier - "for a man your age".I do a yearly eye exam, skin check, and Medicare wellness physical. And dental checkups twice a year. Same response from all the docs - I’m doing great for a guy my age.
Don't let that bother you! My daughter was 4yrs old when she got her first letter from AARP. I responded to in crayon in a child's writing.I muttered some expletive's under my breath when the first AARP mailers arrived.
Change the lighting! Mounted on the ceiling, slightly behind your head is good. I stayed with my daughter in her new home, the bathroom lighting was in front on each side of the mirror. I was shocked I tell you, Shocked!My thinking process feels the same as in my 20s, but when I look in the mirror there's this old person staring back.
I get yelled at, there's a closer space up there when I'm parking farther from the door. But don't get in her way when she going for her daily 3 mile run, and twice today if the weather is rain tomorrow!When we go grocery shopping I often park out at the far end of the lot, joking with my wife that I'm saving the spaces up front "for the old folks".
That was one of my shocks! My wife cuts my hair and covers me with a black plastic apron. I once noticed all the grey hair falling on the apron, I said, "WHOSE HAIR IS THAT!When I got a haircut, I got the senior citizens discount without asking. I also did not like seeing all the white hair being cut off.