"Second Childhood"

Some times I feel likes it's sneaking up on me quickly, this devolution that comes with age.  I was thinking about my post for tonite when the nice lady at the Home Hardware checkout asked me if I was a senior?  I had to get her to repeat it a couple of times, because I couldn't figure out what she was asking. When I finally replied in the negative, she looked at me as if to question whether I was lying?  No doubt my impaired hearing didn't do a thing to dispel her doubts.  It was a very strange moment for me.  Do I really look that old?  I admit to resenting it just a wee bit.  Somehow I have this irrational idea that my fitness should have people thinking I'm younger.  I guess when you're all bundled up in a winter coat complete with hat and mitts, and only the grey goatee, and the radiated neck are visible, that fitness isn't very obvious.  Next time I'm either gonna hit the deck and whip off 20 or 30 pushups….or just lie and take the discount?

Anyway, to continue with my theme of senior-citizen-hood being akin to childhood, I can indeed confirm some similarities.  Most notably today was the amount of time it took me to get dressed for my run.  I hoped to get 20K in, and because it was quite cold, the occasion called for some good planning.  Here's about how it went.

Apply lotion to feet, crotch, chest (for heart rate strap), nipples, and inner arms.
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Jockey Shorts
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Right sock
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Left sock
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Right calf sleeve(to protect the calf muscles from cold)
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Left calf sleeve
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Heart rate strap
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Medium shirt
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Tights pulled over shirt tail
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Right ankle support, for injured achilles
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Heavy shirt
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Running pants over second shirt tail
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Right shoe
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Left shoe
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Headphones with iPod in pants pocket
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Jacket
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GPS watch strapped over jacket sleeve
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Balaclava
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Sunglasses
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Hat
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Left glove
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Right glove
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Second left glove
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Second right glove
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Cherry life saver as saliva substitute
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And finally….ready to head out.  Woohoo!!
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But wait
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Whoops!
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Gotta pee!

Second childhood for sure.  I considered going out anyway but it was damn cold to be pissing down my leg, halfway to Port Stanley.  That would probably only feel good for about 30 seconds.  I unpackaged what I needed to, and headed out after reassembly.

And it went reasonably well.  My right hand froze pretty well solid, but that's just because I don't have a good pair of mittens.  They should go on sale soon.  :)

As to my achilles, the next few days will tell the tale.  I've been icing on and off since my run and right now it feels pretty good.  I'll let you know.

And Cathy, the secret lies in extra fine grit, foam sanding pads.  I went through 2 of them at less than 3 bucks each.  I did however try to pick up a few more at Home Hardware (the elder abuse place) and I didn't like the ones they had.  I want to find the same brand, as they had just the right amount of flexibility.  I also used a foaming bathroom cleaner, with a rag. and a bucket water.

And John,  Jesus asked me about magic erasers as well, so I gave him a comparison to the Catholic Church.  They both look good on the outside, but only one of them tolerates a lot of abuse!

Run 20 kms,  5:17/km

"Childhood sometimes does pay a second visit to man, youth never."---Anna Jameson

Love
Peter