Do you ever describe yourself as “old”?

[vash]

I got carded at the IPA race. the lady joked and said it was "a mercy carding".

hahhaha...she was an older woman really holding it together. hot!!

[astrochex]

I know I am not young, but its difficult to say out loud that I am old. Especially at work where I am the oldest in the group.

[Paul T]

Originally Posted by vash

I love this!!!

there is(was) two old guys in my neighborhood. one has smeared tattoos on droopy skin..the other dude is healthier by a mile. healthy dude is tough to talk to. negative as heck. complains about people. has literally yelled at a kid to get out of his yard!!!

grouchy finally moved. I took him and his wife out for pizza to say goodbye. a double date with my wife. showered them with kindness. they were both awkward at our gesture. the rest of the neighbors were, "why did you do that for that a-hole?"...I dont know the answer. he emails me on occasion, and he is still complaining about his new neighbors. ahhahah

I much prefer the nice guy. he is moving so slow now.. he likes my sourdough.

live well people. my first half of my life..I wouldn't like that person much. my wife changed me.

its just a number...and OP. stop worrying about what other think about you...it is mostly what you think they are thinking about you. 90%, nobody is thinking about you. hahahha..

Took me awhile to realize this….I once was always very concerned with others opinions - today, not in the least. I truly believe happiness is a choice - every minute you spend being angry or sour about some irrelevant thing in life is a minute of happiness wasted. I’m not talking about serious life setbacks of course, that warrant some sadness, but to get legit angry because of some dumb daily life sht? Not even slightly worth it. Life is short, live it for you, not others.

[Baz]

Originally Posted by cantdrv55

-snip-a younger person, female, lifted the same weights I did, jumped as many jump ropes too and did as many V-ups AND beat my time. -snip-

Comparison is the thief of joy.

[Shaun @ Tru6]

I will say I worked a 20 hour very physical day yesterday into this morning, few hours of sleep then productive morning, but now I'm starting to feel it.

[Shaun @ Tru6]

Originally Posted by Baz

Comparison is the thief of joy.

That is a brilliant quote.

[oldE]

I talked with a friend this afternoon about mobility. He is at least 15 years younger than me but has had knee replacement and back surgery. He's just glad to be able to drive his 996Turbo and his Mazdaspeed Miata again.

[Paul T]

Originally Posted by Baz

Comparison is the thief of joy.

Love that…

[wdfifteen]

Originally Posted by Paul T

I agree with all of this. I’m 57 and in my head I’m 20 something.

That was me until a few months ago.
The accumulative aches and pains, the body parts that don't work anymore, and the ones that work more slowly and hurt all the time, finally reached critical mass and sucked the last bit of joy out of life. The day I said I don't give a damn anymore about the things I used to enjoy is when I got old.

[matthewb0051]

Most, if not all, of the folks I work around on the daily have no idea how old I am. Turned 61 back in July but feel like 30ish. I think it is mainly due to 22 years in the Army being around younger people all the time.

On the flip side: I'm having a hip replacement in 2 weeks. So I say, 'It's not the years, its the milage'.

The hip is due to a snow skiing wreck in Austria back in 2002. Fell and my left ski did not come off, ended up with knee surgery and a torn labrum in that hip. So at least it is a good story.

[herr_oberst]

Maybe, but...

[rcooled]

Originally Posted by Baz

Comparison is the thief of joy.

Well said. This is exactly what's fueling all the stress young people are dealing with from social media.

[Evans, Marv]

Originally Posted by oldE

I talked with a friend this afternoon about mobility. He is at least 15 years younger than me but has had knee replacement and back surgery. He's just glad to be able to drive his 996Turbo and his Mazdaspeed Miata again.

I have many old friends who have had knee and hip replacements - some on both sides. It has given them mostly a new lease on life. Luckily I don't see indications I'll need that but if I did, I'd definitely go for it.

[Rot 911]

I turned 70 last June. Hard to believe I was only 45 when I made my first post on this forum.

[Evans, Marv]

^^^^^^ I was a young guyi of 59 when I joined.

[Chocaholic]

66 here. Just can’t fathom where the years went. Feel pretty good save for a few annoyances. Lack the strength and endurance of my youth but still enjoy motorcycling, boating, working (can’t bring myself to retire for fear of letting the old man in), working around the house and listening to music. Wife still seems to care about me and that’s mutual…so there’s that too. Occasionally get a touch of depression but it doesn’t seem to stick. Nothing that a romp on the floor with the dogs won’t fix…or a motorcycle ride.

First grandchild due in February (a boy) and all 3 kids are in solid careers and doing well. My dad (miss him dearly) used to say…”the more I hear about the problems of others, the happier I am with my own”. He was right.

[VINMAN]

At 60, I can still run circles around a lot of the 20 somethings in my firehouse. But..... I definitely pay for it in the following days. My recovery time is increasing for sure.

I still try to do the same stuff i did n my 20s and 30s. I refuse to age gracefully.

As the Jimmy Buffett song goes... Growing old but not up!

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[Zeke]

Originally Posted by Evans, Marv

^^^^^^ I was a young guyi of 59 when I joined.

57 here. I guess after the 914 race car I got my 71 911S R Gruppe at about 60.

I was on 3 story scaffolding at 74 humpin' lumber.

[Bill Douglas]

I am surprised, flattered I guess. Maybe I'm bragging a bit.

I'm 66 years old and in the last month I've had three women about half my age seriously hit on me. What are they thinking. I want a glass of wine, have my cat sitting on my lap, and watch TV - NOT do bars and nightclubs (maybe bars). All really nice girls so I wouldn't get a leg over them for the weekend and then say I didn't want to see them anymore.

[Paul T]

Originally Posted by wdfifteen

That was me until a few months ago.
The accumulative aches and pains, the body parts that don't work anymore, and the ones that work more slowly and hurt all the time, finally reached critical mass and sucked the last bit of joy out of life. The day I said I don't give a damn anymore about the things I used to enjoy is when I got old.

I’m sorry to hear that wd…sounds like things went south fast, I’m sorry. All the more reason to live life to the fullest every day. Hope things improve for you…