Happy Birthday Eric and Ryan.
Thanks for the music..
I'll take compliments when they are true and genuine...all day long.
We have been going to a local health club since January. It was one of those perennial New Years resolutions, the difference being our Aetna health insurance provided us with a substantial fitness benefit (which they have just rescinded for 2025...why?). So we had no more excuse for not going. Plus we deal with all those things that come with being "older". Backs and knees and hips and shoulders. They call it the organ recital whenever we get together with our peers.
We enjoy the yoga and I have been using the treadmills, bikes and weight machines, committed to starting slow and easing up, and not injuring ourselves further. Which is typically what we do. And remarkable it's working!
My wife has been complementing me about not looking as pregnant anymore and an improving physique. The other day as we were laying side by side, stretching out on the mats in front of floor to ceiling mirrors she said, "You know, we really do look better laying down... do you ever look at the bald spot on top of your head?" And yesterday she complimented me yet again as I was putting on my underwear. "Look at you balancing and not having to sit on the bed! You don't even fall over!" True and genuine.
So it was on my mind as I showered up at the gym. Mostly old dogs when I go. But we're still competitive. As I walked the dressing area there they were, struggling to put on their underwear. One foot in, reach for the wall to keep from falling down , both feet in the same leg hole, sitting on the bench the safest method. I was feeling pretty cocky comparatively.
That's when I walked by that guy in his wheelchair and his aid helping him pull on the jockeys. And not 5 steps later the guy on his walker using a mechanical grabber to snag and haul his skivvies up over his knees. Cocky no more. Replaced by humble and grateful.
Full disclosure. I'm proud, not stupid. I lean against the wall...