Musings

I met with my CF today and she made this 70 y/o feel like a 30 y/o. Yeah, so I get it...

Having just turned 50, I do not know if this thread will be aspirational or depressing.

Love the rejuvenation buzz 😍 from a good lapper or two.

The fountain of youth is Young pussy!

There's something to that. People seem to kick the bucket not long after they retire. You gotta still have purpose and banging all these strippers seems like a real good goal to have.

I like living my life, so age has no impact. Had an epic lap dance experience Thursday. When at 4:00 p.m. on Friday Wife suggested yardwork, I changed her focus, we teed off at 4:54 and without a single swing of the club since last September shot a 43 from the tips. Walked and carried. The lap dances were better.

I get impatient with old people and have to remind my self that I am one. :}

I notice that I'm now getting more "senior discounts" on various purchases without even asking. I've not yet found any dancers who offer senior or AAA discounts, though... 😁

Watching old people drive makes me fear for my future driving abilities.

^preaching to the choir here in Florida, aka "God's waiting room."

There is about a 30 year gap between my physical age and my mental age and I’m ok with that. Although I have started to become more aware of my physical limitations with much fewer “hey kids, hold my beer” moments. I’ve also become more aware of the importance of nutrition and exercise as I get older. My body can’t tolerate as many late nights out in the club and as many restaurant meals like it once did without getting fat and sluggish.

It's gotten to the point where I get the age discounts without even asking anymore. Feels nice and not so nice at the same time...

People still think I'm younger than I am, but the years are starting catch up.

If you're still enjoying the mongering keep doing it. If it's really not doing it for you anymore, maybe start genuinely looking at other ways to full the time. I keep going back and forth because I have a way out and she checks all the boxes, but I'm having a hard time convincing myself to give up all the options I have on standby because I've always craved junk food.

And there's dancers who can tell I'm maybe winding things down so they are selling very, very hard to get me before I'm gone. And I'm very interested in buying what they're selling lol...

I apparently look young for my age. But; that's mostly from people close to my age. I'm 70. People in their 60's tell me I could pass for mid-40's to early 50's. 40-somethings tell me I look mid-50's. People in their 20's are usually with-in 5-8 years with their guess, so who knows if I really look young for my age.

I'm pretty active in terms of weights, bike riding, hiking and I mentally see the world through my 35 year old eyes and see women through my 22 year old eyes.

Here is the constant reminder that I'm actually old and there is nothing that can change it. Up until my mid-30's, I was running the basketball floor and keeping up with high school, college and athletes in their 20's: people in their physical prime. I was fast and athletic, lots of water skiing (slalom) fast pitch softball, touch football leagues and hoops 3 times a week. An hour long Step Aerobics class was a nice warm-up for a night of playing hoops.

No matter how young somebody thinks I am, or how young my mind and eyes think and see, the honest truth is that I can no longer play sports the way I could when I was in my 20's and early 30's. Not even close! Every single day is a reminder of that I can never, ever do those things at the level I once could. There is no replacement never be able to do the things you loved to do the most ever again.

Getting lap dances from hot girls for a price is nice. Not having to go to work again is nice, Sitting by the pool enjoying a cold beer and a book is nice. But none of that compares to being young and athletic with the opportunities to participate and compete at a level of other young and athletic people.

Back in Air Force basic training -- way, way back when -- one of the doctors told me I was in good shape -- for a guy twice my age.