Tuesday, February 9, 2010

On Oldness

When I looked in the mirror this morning.

I am not 18 anymore. I remember a day and time (that seems not long ago) I could declare a new workout pattern to increase my workout intensity and I could just jump right in. I remember I would be a "good sore" the day after the beginning of a new regiment. Today , I don't feel that way. I feel like someone beat my back with a tire iron. Do they even call them that anymore? I think the new term might be lug nut wrench. See what I mean? Well, I could always take up water aerobics...I hear that is good for old achey joints.

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