Yea, when I was young I looked at those 50-and-up as pathetic and quite convincingly decided I’d never look or act like that. Today? Well being born just after 1950 I will again this year do the 60-and-over class in the ORAMM (Off Road Ascent of Mount Mitchell) which is a 60-plus mile mountain bike race with 13,000 verticle feet of climbing. My also pathetic attempt not to get old (obviously failing miserably) maybe?
But if I had to sit in front of people for hours answering questions, many of which I’d answered previously and many I thought were boringly stupid? I’d come up with some story to ramble about and I’d go on and on just to avoid the other crap.