Me: "Damn, Jon, I dismounted that truck like a sixty-year-old man!"I won't be sixty for a while yet, and I firmly believe you're only as old as you think you are. I don't buy society's expectation at all that you automatically and inevitably turn into a pile of caca at a certain age.
Jon: "Uh, Mas, you are a, uh, you know –"
Me: "Oh, yeah…right…"
But there are times I wish I'd thought about the arthritic consequences down the road before doing things like exercising racehorses when I was young and stupid.