Getting old sucks
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When I was younger, Detroit diesel heads were easy to throw around.
Last week, 175 lb heads let me know that I am getting old.
I tore up my shoulder installing the heads. The first lift to the top of the front tire went fine, the second lift from the tire onto the engine block, not so much.
So muscle relaxers, pain pills and anti-inflamatory meds and off til Tuesday.
So much fun.
Last week, 175 lb heads let me know that I am getting old.
I tore up my shoulder installing the heads. The first lift to the top of the front tire went fine, the second lift from the tire onto the engine block, not so much.
So muscle relaxers, pain pills and anti-inflamatory meds and off til Tuesday.
So much fun.
In Fumo Pax
Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy cigars and that's close enough.
Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy cigars and that's close enough.
Wylaff said:
Atmospheric pressure and crap.
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Getting worried though.
Year before last I found out I was no longer invincible. I can be broken.
I KNOW, right?
Now I find out that I am no longer "strong like bull". LOL!
What's next? Man, I don't even want to think about it.
Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy cigars and that's close enough.
Blue pills
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue pills
Do I see......
He lives, hey there @Stubble Steve!
For the last couple weeks I've been re-facing my garage. Get the nephews over for heavy lifting, but I still end up having to climb up on the scaffolds and show them how. Pain. Just a way of life.
"If you do not read the newspapers you're uninformed. If you do read the newspapers, you're misinformed." -- Mark Twain
But we new it was coming, right?
If I had known it was going to be this much fun to get old, I would have gotten old years ago when I was still young enough to enjoy it. My age, every day's a gift. Makes you want to jump out of bed before dawn, run downstairs, rip open your present, and find out what you got today. Half everyone I knew is dead, & the dead don't get any present.
Anyone who thinks otherwise only needs to stroll back down memory lane honestly. What was life like when you were in your prime? Never enough money, never even close to enough p*ssy, never enough pot, never enough time, always worried about the kids, the car, the wife, bills, the job...
One thing I never worry about any more is the future. Have to take care of itself. I'll trade a bum knee for that.
So. Your resident contrarian advises you: Thank God & stop ****.
He likes it and you'll like it too.
Me, I'm running my bum knee down to the Y this afternoon & play handball with Rick. Sure: Thirty years ago I coulda kicked my azz today. Don't matter: Today I will kick Rick's azz.
Now I'm riding my Indian Scout to work.
Yes, getting old sucks, but, it sure beats the alternative!!
Hope you feel better soon
Profound, right??