Things I just can't do (well) anymore (o;

I will be 60 on my next birthday in March 2011. I was chewing the fat with a couple of young guy and girl fellow Wildland Firefighters on a fire still burning 2 miles from home. They asked about my Red Card status and were surprised at my arduous level. I replied once up and moving with a load on me I am like a mule. Its the getting going which is tough.
 
All of you youngsters in your sixties can expect things to get much worse as the years go by. Hope this makes you feel better. The good thing is it usually gets worse gradually.
 
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Just turned 48 a week ago.

I'm thankful -

-that my wife is only 35 (my second, better wife) and she and our boys (8 & 10) are keeping me young

-that my son, 21, is following his path, fighting in Afghanistan and making me proud. And that my daughter, 18, is starting college in the fall and making me proud, too

-that my Mom and Dad are 70 and 72 and still going strong

-and that I'm still rolling out of bed in the morning, strapping on the iron and getting the job done. I'm not as fast or tough as I used to be (don't tell anybody!). I keep trying to lose a little weight, get in better shape, and remember to take my blood pressure medicine. I go to work without a vest because it doesn't fit and hope I don't get shot (guess I need to work harder on the "in shape/weight loss" thing). But I'm smarter than I ever was, a little faster than a lot of the younger guys, and settled in my life. Every day is better than the last and I'm only half way through, the future's so bright I gotta wear shades!

Of course any money I drop that rolls..... I leave it for the kids, I don't bend down for anything less than a buck these days. Change just ain't worth the effort!
 
I think it was Mickey Mantle that said: "If I'd known that I was going to live as long as I have, I'd taken better care of myself."

With any luck at all, I'll be 63 next month. Nothing particular is wrong but it simply takes a lot longer to get moving and it hurts a lot to get moving. Getting old is not for sissies!

I never rode the brake, however....................
 
Just turned 48 a week ago.
I don't bend down for anything less than a buck these days. Change just ain't worth the effort!

62.5 here - still can't pass up a coin on the sidewalk - unless my back is out - then I bend at the knees :D
 
Buncha young Whipper-Snappers here!

I'll be starting to play in the fourth quarter in a few months.

When I really notice the difference is when I yield to the need to work outdoors (Don't do that as often nowadays either!). I used to be able to spend a full day in the Texas sun without breathing hard. Now about 3 hours trimming trees or other manual labor and I'm used up for two days.

Bob
 
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I heard the old boys years ago talk about their Baseball league down in Sun City. It was composed of retired judges, docs, various professionals now living at the Senior Center.

The pitcher had actually been in the major leagues back in WW2. They asked about his pitching. He said "Oh I still throw them just as hard as I ever did even in Yankee Stadium....but the ball only goes about half as fast"....
 
On a more serious note: I turned 67 a few months back and like most guys, I have aches and pains in places I previously didn't know existed, but after cataract surgery, I now have 20-20 vision and all the colors are more vibrant.

The sights are a little fuzzy (without reading glasses), but the targets are crystal clear and I'm shooting better than I have in years. Of course, I'm still not very good, but I never was. :)

If any of you old guys out there have cataracts, don't put off having them removed any longer than you have to. Make an informed decision with your doctor of course, but I can attest to the fact the procedure is painless and the improvement in vision is both immediate and amazing.

John
 
LMAO! You guys are a riot! It has been two days and I am still sore. Surfing uses muscles that don't seem to get used for anything else and I'm paying for my fun. Ibprofen helps...a little. My wife explained it to me a few years back: "You haven't slowed down much" she said. "But you just don't heal like you used to." I hate it when she is right...fortunately it isn't often. (o;
 
Know what everyone's talking about. Seems like the other day I was 40 and my best friend & I were talking about 40 being the age where you begin to realize that you won't live forever and mortality becomes a real thing. Well, he's been gone for many years and I turn 72 next month. More aches and pains, less get up and go, veteran of carpal tunnel surgery three times, major surgery and ICD (heart) implant. But, you know what? I'm happy, thankful for my wife and family, our home and our health. I hope to see many more birthdays come & go.
 
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