Now, I know, there’s folks running around with the attitude, you’re only as old as you feel. My brain works just fine. Thinking like a twenty-five year old is easy. How ever, trying to maneuver around like one, is an entirely different story. Damn, those sweet young thangs! I need a new body. I’d even settle for a few slightly used body parts. To bad we don’t have junk yards for them. Strolling down an isle for the replacements we need for our worn out limbs. Personally, I could use one of those spiffy rotary cuffs. My shoulder hasn’t worked well since 1997. My lower back aches. I want a new L1 and a L5. Let’s not forget my knee. It’s been bothering me for a couple of years now.
To put it plain and simple. I’m getting old! And, I feel old.
To top it all off, I don’t think I’ve had an early evening off in weeks. I’m getting tired of not having enough time to ride when I get home. Thinking about the possibility of riding all day long; and then when I get home, I’m to darn tired. Getting older certainly has it’s challenges as the years go by. Sometimes, I force my self to go to the barn and saddle up. Forget the house needs a good cleaning. Dinner needs a cookin’ and the clothes need a war’shin. Those things can wait! I want to ride. I saw this a week ago or so on a friends FB page. Such a novel idea:
In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out-of-the-way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!
I’ve been sick all week. I even worked sick. You can bet your back-side, I’m not sitting around the house today, wishing I was feeling better. We’re going riding. See y’all on the flip side of this coin. 🙂