Sometimes, and I hate when it happens, I remember that I am 52 years old. Quite often it happens when I look in the mirror and I am surprised at the old fart looking back at me. Now, compared to most people my age, I am in pretty damn good shape. Shoot, it was only about 5 months ago Rob and I rode across an entire state!
So maybe I am NOT old!! But wait, last month I had to have a colonoscopy, that’s a sure sign that I AM old… (No issues by the way, healthy as a horse!)
So as you can see, there are times I argue with myself on just whether or not I am old. I do have to admit, though, there are some advantages to being in my 6th decade (UGH OLD AGAIN!)… Continue reading “The stuff we do”