I'd say about mmm... 5 minutes ago, when I took the mailman out of my microwave and put a bowl of soup into my mailbox. But it's ok now. The mailman was delicious, and my soup got delivered on time.
its been a sliding scale for me... i suppose i STARTED getting old when i saw a "kid" driving at 16 years old, that i remember him being a punky pre-teen, i think i was 19 at that point?
Today (i am 47 years old) its been a little bit of a struggle to try and recall all the incremental milestones of "getting oldER" and i've been pretty lucky, i have pretty good health and also decent shape (but ya' gotta eat healthy AND exercise!) a bit of a rarity: i went through US ARMY basic training at 41. I enjoyed the 18,19 & 20 year-olds that would try to make me feel bad: oh boy, my mom/dad/grandpa/etc is YOUR AGE! and i would look them punks straight in the eye and reply "yup...if you're lucky, someday you MIGHT get to be my age!"
One sad note is that WAM (well, wetlook specifically for me) doesn't excite me like it use to... i miss that.
Last year when I went from sub 23 min 5km runs to not being able to run thanks to 2 achilleas going and my knee finally giving in after 30 years of sports.
I find age and mess to have a lot in common in a way time and how you look at things and experience them. The way it happens is that some things aren't as fun as other things one thing grows over something else. It's beautiful to see how I'm evolving yet also mess the sensation of being alive in the new.
......when my hair stop growing on top of my head but started sprouting out my nose.
The sure sign is when you start acting like your parents used to be like when you were young. I find myself today disliking the same things my parents once disliked...e.g. preferring old tv shows and movies and music over modern tv shows, movies and music.
As far as WAM goes, nothing changes over the decades, except for that sayng "The Spirit is Willing but the Flesh is Weak".
Zoidbergs Evil Twin said: I'd say about mmm... 5 minutes ago, when I took the mailman out of my microwave and put a bowl of soup into my mailbox. But it's ok now. The mailman was delicious, and my soup got delivered on time.
But...you're a vegan...
It's weird for me. If I'm honest I have to say 18, because that's when I got sick. By the time I was 20 I needed a can to walk. Honestly, since 35, is when I've been starting to feel "young" because things are in remission and the meds are working. So I'm trying to do all the shit I missed out on in my 20s.
That said, I have started noticing that I get more and more cantankerous when I find kids on my lawn.
About a month ago at work I fell flat on my ass, and my ass was bruised and sore for 2 weeks. Work is definitely taking a toll on me and making me feel old. Pretty much everything on my body aches at some point with the exception of my head and dick.
Last week. On call for work and had multiple days with calls in the middle of the night. My last on call rotation I bounced right back. This time not so much.
The secret to staying young is to have an older life partner because no matter how old you get they're older and you get to remind them of it every day.
I've been giving this question a lot of thought in recent months. It's a combination of many things already mentioned here and I could go on and on with the subject. I guess the real killer was when Dave retired from new production at MPV and I wasn't aware of how ready I was for that. Didn't want it to end because it's a young man's game and quitting could only mean one thing. Logically, intellectually, it was absolutely time to make that move but it took a while for me to understand.
Ironically I've begun to actually get old since we quit. Not certain if I got old because we quit or we quit because we were getting old. I take some comfort in looking back at the "good old days" because they really were good and I survived. Too many people waste their best years which makes getting "old" even more difficult. I managed to navigate mine with a lot more skill and good fortune than I was aware of. Much of that was about having a lot of good people around me.
Silver_sea said: Last year when I went from sub 23 min 5km runs to not being able to run thanks to 2 achilleas going and my knee finally giving in after 30 years of sports.
I took up photography and gardening!
Same here after 30 years of running and football, would love to be running sub 23 for 5K, it's been a few years. Hopefully, you will mend.
Young at heart but the body needs to lose a few pounds, get the six-pack back.
I started feeling a difference around 28. I partied hard in my 20s did a lot of drugs and drink. Never really felt a need to work out as i would always just naturally keep in shape, now at 31 the difference i feel is recovery time after any kind of work out, seemly longer and more aches and pains. I certainly think my bests been and gone, but I've fucking lived
There's a rather nifty Jefferson Airplane song that pretty much sums it all up on a related topic and that I feel applies here as well, or, at least it does for me...
"You're only pretty as you feel inside." To me, you're only as old as you feel, so, you start getting old when you first start thinking you're getting old, which is often due to others around you dying or your getting ill or some such. Or not, it all depends on how you think about it...
And yet...I'm far more excited about our new garage doors than is appropriate. ( Who AM I??)
I am seriously researching the best countries for retirement.
I have a cabinet in my kitchen exclusively devoted to (caffeine free!) herbal teas.
I'm looking to book a bird watching vacation once we can travel freely. I love the Audubon Society's website. It's interesting and zen and peaceful...things that matter more to me now that I'm older...
I've always loved Columbo, btw. Used to watch with my Nana.
When I stopped getting excited about new digital tech and lost patience with it (e.g. 'smart-something' actually means something that's more difficult to make it do what you want it to do when it's not doing what you actually want it to do... and anyway, it's collecting all this data for someone/something else)
Now I just think of the limited lifespan and wastefulness of all this shiny new stuff that becomes scrap within 2 or 3 years.