In my post about crevasses (I Have to Cross What?) I mentioned that I am pushing 50 and getting too old for mountaineering stuff anymore.
Well I have a new follower, Baz the Landy, who asked me “How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were???”
That stopped me dead in my tracks. I’ve heard “You are only as old as you feel.” “Act your age!” “I’m a kid at heart” etc, but this question got me to do some serious thinking.
What if I woke up without a memory of my date of birth AND no access to mirrors (cuz I look older than dirt in my opinion (sorry babe, my wife HATES when I say that, but I digress…)) How old would I think I am??
On any given day, I still feel like a college kid. Somewhere in my early 20s. I chair dance, listen to loud music, like action movies and read Dirk Pitt novels. I ride hard, and love the outdoors, play with a yo-yo and slide down the banisters at work. I feel strong and in shape most of the time. Yep I am college age!
Then, there’s the mornings after a bit (or a lot) too much to drink…. (groan) I feel EVERY second of my pushing 50 + 10 more years at least…. Just do NOT bounce back after a hangover like I used to!.
Ahh, but then there are the times I zipline or go-kart or wrestle with the kids, I am their age, competing and using every trick I know to win!
But then when I have to put on the cheap Bartells readers to see the small print, I’m old enough to be a grandpa…
Mud football with the guys! When it starts I am 18 again, full of piss and vinegar and ready to tackle people twice my size (and I do!) When the game is over, yep I am making old man noises, so 79 at least!
Riding big bad roller coasters, sky diving or bungee jumping? A cocky 16-year-old who needs parental permission….
Fighting with the youngest about his grades… Yep a dad, 48, mean, crotchety and old…
Holding hands with my wife and sneaking a kiss in an elevator at work, or dropping something so I can check out her butt? Love struck kids (and DAMN she LOOKS like I am a cradle robber! )
Helping her take care of her moms stuff (now that she is in assisted living apartment) yeah we are the responsible adults.
I channel my inner 13-year-old when someone farts. or I fart at the wrong time (I once received applause, MUCH to wife’s chagrin, from people 2 rows over in a noisy parking lot outside a winery, I do NOT mess around when it comes to gas! )
So as you see, the age I feel depends on the situation. BUT that wasn’t the question. The question was, how old would I tell someone I was if I didn’t know for sure…. After a day of pondering I would tell them 35! Old enough to know better, experienced enough to know how, dumb enough to still want to, and strong enough to make it happen.
People I am NOT old, and I will keep pushing the envelope as long as this body keeps up with my mind! There are still PLENTY of things i want to do, and I can still do them!
So, How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?
- I Have to Cross What? (mountainstroh.wordpress.com)