OK, I turned 60 yesterday. This morning all my joints hurt. Of course yesterday morning they hurt just as bad. I'm leaving today for a snowmachine trip into the Alaska Range by myself. Some say I'm too old to make the trip, let alone by myself. I'll probably put 200 miles on the machine. The snow is deep, got reports from the local miners of 30ft drifts over the trail. The cabin is totally covered, I'll have to dig out the stove pipe, and the front door. So what, that happens. I'll let you know how the trip went when I get back.
When I was a kid the hours drug by. A day was a long time, and a week took forever. Now it seems I blink and a month went by.