Why.....old age?

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More to your point, the way that kids run around and play is very dynamic. As we age, we stop doing that, and therefore don't maintain the dynamic ability that we used to have. Running has benefits, but it's just one repetitive activity. If you were running to catch the bus, you might feel more benefit of the running. Rising BMI doesn't help stair climbing, either.

 

Your body is talking to you. All you can do is keep the message as friendly as possible! Low-impact exercise becomes a better friend every year. Or at least that's the way it looks to me at 64.

 

At the age of 62 I'm having an affair.
I go out with Arthur Itis and sleep with Ben Gay.

 

I'm going to write a song with this title.

I get down; but, I can't get up.

 

If you have to slow down , then slow down. If you have to lighten up a bit , then lighten up. Getting older sucks but it's a heck of a lot better than the alternative.

 

It's called gravity. It works you over 24-7. My docs have been asking me: Do you run? Acting relieved when I say 'no'. Your knees will thank you for biking rather than the abuse that running inflicts on many.

I am battling arthritis, damage from cancer and just plain aging, 54. You just have to stay reasonably active. Though it gets harder as time goes on but, old age, 70+ you'll be better for keeping yourself strong now.

 

It could be something medically wrong too. I was to the point that I could barely make it back up my back yard hill. My arm was getting completely worn out from just brushing my teeth. I ended up finding out that My thyroid was completely non-functional. I had many many other symptoms. I am now on a pill a day of Levithyroxl. This supplies my body with the Hormone normally produced by the Thyroid. My symptoms are gon. I can run up and down hills like I was 20 again.

 

Yep, I'm feelin' it too these days. I'm 61 with mild arthritis in my lower back, my knees hurt and my shoulders are starting to hurt. (The golden years?!?!?) But I am making an effort to get into shape the best I can and I started today by getting on my treadmill and on my Total Gym, both of which I'll shamefully admit to have ignored for too long.

I'm not in "too" bad of shape considering. I'm 5'10.5" tall and weigh 180 but I really need to tone up to some degree and would love to drop about 8 to 10 pounds. My past jobs have been somewhat physically demanding and that did help me to stay in shape to some degree. Granted it wasn't 'exercise" per say but it did help. Now I'm sitting at a computer for 8 hours and I've noticed that a few pounds have found their way back on me. I can't stop getting older but I believe I can stop the weight gain.

 

No offense, but I vote for this. If you think 41 is old, it's time to pack it in and give up.

 

I thought I was slowing down at 38. What really was happening is 70 hour workweeks and a 7 year old son who wanted attention and doing a degree at night. Oh, plus shutting down the bar on Thursday evenings after class. Then, at 40 or so, it was back to full speed. I thought things were slowing down around 49, but then the recession hit and I picked up my tools. After a while getting back into working shape, I found I could still pack roofing up a ladder and all that. Now, at age 54, I'm sitting on my butt in front of a computer for a living.

Yeah, I'm slowing down. It's because laziness slows you down! There's a New Year's resolution in here somewhere about getting into better shape by working out or something. I sure hope nobody notices.

A little pain is just nature's way of letting you know you are still alive and that she loves you. Nature can be peculiar that way.

 

"Shorter of breath and one day closer to death"

- Pink Floyd

 

You've never been older than you are right now.

I'm cool with it, in fact I feel about it much like the John Denver song, "it turns me on to think of growing old."

If I had a gripe it's the out of nowhere random pain that just shows up. It makes no sense to me and they hurt like hell. Had one the other day, felt like I broke a bone in the top of my foot for a few hours and all I was doing was walking to get more coffee.

 

"How young can you die of old age?"
Steven Wright.

 

I've come to realize that my odds of winning a fist fight aren't as good as I once thought they were. (I've only ever been in one fistfight and have a perfect 1-0 record.)

I have also come to realize that I'm way too smart to ever actually get into a fistfight these days, soooooo......

It's kind of a wash.

 

This is why my amp is a Genz-Benz Shuttle 9.2 (3.75 pounds, 600 watts peak) and I have two Genz Shuttle cabs; a 12" and a 2x10. Each cab weighs about 32 pounds. I can grab the 12" with the amp mounted on it in one hand, grab the 2x10 with the other hand, and carry them into the venue while remaining nicely balanced.

But you know what? I carry a folding hand-truck and use it to move both cabs. Why carry cabs when you can do it with a hand truck??

Getting smarter is also part of getting older! That's why I sold my 30+ pound amp and my 60+ pound cabs.

 

31 years old and the ear hairs have started to sprout. Why? Why do my ears need hair?

What the hell am I supposed to do with this? Tweeze it?

 

I'm at that awkward age where my ears are sprouting hair, and my eyes are still good enough to see them. As my eyes go, I am thinking I won't care any more since I won't be able to see them.

 

Train it and make sideburns.