I know I'm getting older. I realize it every time I'm on a bicycle ride with younger and stronger riders.
What makes that feeling so demoralizing, is in my mind I don't feel any different, than I did 30 years ago, but when the jumps are hard and speeds exceed 30 mph, reality sets in, and I realize my body just won't respond as quickly as it once did.
But what's even worse, is when the father, of one of those riders, joins us sometime during the ride, and I discover I'm even older than the father. That's when it really hits me just how old I am.
There was one consolation, as minor as it may seem, at least I was stronger than the father.
What makes that feeling so demoralizing, is in my mind I don't feel any different, than I did 30 years ago, but when the jumps are hard and speeds exceed 30 mph, reality sets in, and I realize my body just won't respond as quickly as it once did.
But what's even worse, is when the father, of one of those riders, joins us sometime during the ride, and I discover I'm even older than the father. That's when it really hits me just how old I am.
There was one consolation, as minor as it may seem, at least I was stronger than the father.
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