rfb700
Well-known member
As I sit here in my living room with various cold packs and a heating pad on various pieces of my anatomy I'm starting to realise I don't like the aging process.
I got up at 2:00 this morning so I could be on a small river by daybreak at 6:30. If I'm going that far I like to put a full day in to make it worth my while. I used to get there at daybreak and get off the river and back to my car by 4:30 so I could be home by 9.
But today I was in so much pain I packed it in before noon. Something about wading upstream against current and climbing over log jams doesn't seem to agree with me anymore.
I must have looked about 100 shuffling out of the Bush today. And I'm sure anyone watching me try and kick my leg up and over a log got a good laugh. It's mind over matter for some of these trips.
Stupid thing us it's kinda random. Some days I'd swear I was 25 instead of 58. I want my new hips now while I can still enjoy them but apparently I'm too young and not crippled enough.
Someone needs to come up with an all terrain walker that can power me down the middle of a stream. Or perfect limb transplants. I have spare children who owe me for their college education.
I've sent my oldest son who is visiting out to get Daddy's special medicine, a bottle of Johny Walker. Soon the suffering will end.
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I got up at 2:00 this morning so I could be on a small river by daybreak at 6:30. If I'm going that far I like to put a full day in to make it worth my while. I used to get there at daybreak and get off the river and back to my car by 4:30 so I could be home by 9.
But today I was in so much pain I packed it in before noon. Something about wading upstream against current and climbing over log jams doesn't seem to agree with me anymore.
I must have looked about 100 shuffling out of the Bush today. And I'm sure anyone watching me try and kick my leg up and over a log got a good laugh. It's mind over matter for some of these trips.
Stupid thing us it's kinda random. Some days I'd swear I was 25 instead of 58. I want my new hips now while I can still enjoy them but apparently I'm too young and not crippled enough.
Someone needs to come up with an all terrain walker that can power me down the middle of a stream. Or perfect limb transplants. I have spare children who owe me for their college education.
I've sent my oldest son who is visiting out to get Daddy's special medicine, a bottle of Johny Walker. Soon the suffering will end.
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