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The thrill of victory and The agony of da feet

8/5/2021

Okay I admit it, I ran out of things to take pictures of today. But the pics at least deserve a pity click.

Midnight Rose.

I forgot to mention that I finally received my new driver's license the other day. I'm not sure why I forgot that because when I got it in the mail, I was extremely happy and relieved to have something that I've been concerned about for the last few months, and now it's finished, out of the way, and I don't have to think about it again for five years.

Five years ! ..... In five years, I'll be 80 years old. Will I even be able to drive when I'm 80? Will I even want to drive when I'm 80? I think the oldest guy I ever met that was still full-timing was boondocked next to me at Sam's Town casino parking lot out on the Boulder Highway in Las Vegas, and he was 86.

I was boondocked in the smallest fifth wheel I ever owned, which was a 24 foot Thor Glide-Lite, that was built so cheap I don't think I ever made a trip with it that I didn't have to fix something, which is probably the reason I still carry so many tools around with me. My neighbor's name was Harry, and he was short and stocky but still a muscular guy who told me he was an architect.

Commenting that he didn't look like someone that sat behind a desk drawing pictures all day, he laughed and told me that he was an Olympic Wrestler for Israel back when I was just a kid. He didn't do what was called Texas wrestling at the time; he did Greco-Roman wrestling, which is not as exciting to watch but requires a tremendous amount of upper body strength and skill.

I guess years of training, and maybe even taking care of himself now that he was old, was working for him because he could get in and out of the bed of his truck which was pulling his fifth-wheel, easier than I could, and instead of looking like a blob, he was barrel-chested and muscular.

So maybe when I'm 86 years old, I will be like Harry, but I seriously doubt it. I spend far too much time relaxing than Harry ever did. And unlike Harry, I mostly drifted here and there without the kind of goals that Harry must've had to be in the Olympics. And Harry being an architect, I would say my ambition levels were far below his.

But despite all my shortcomings, I've still managed to be pretty happy. And even though I didn't get to experience "The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat." Like Harry, I still managed to live a pretty good life, that got even better when I became a full-timer

Theboondork

Rainy day Rose.

Sunflower.

8 Comments

OFM

8/5/2021 04:39:11 pm

It is very difficult if not impossible to beat fulltiming RV life. But what do I know, I am only a 74 year old fat man.

Tom

8/5/2021 05:12:14 pm

Yes it's true that your extremely old, over the hill, with one foot in the grave and the other on a skateboard. And it is amazing that you've lived long enough to reach this level of decrepitude, [thank you Judith,] but it does appear that your fairly mentally sharp for a man as elderly as you since you can still remember that you're a full-timer, and that its a great way to live.

But I have a feeling that fairly soon you're not going to be able to use that 74-year-old man routine anymore and have to tell everyone your real age.

Tom..... Having toooo much fun denying birthdays for over 50 years.

Judith

8/5/2021 08:12:08 pm

Well, genes can carry some of us through. I am in better health than I deserve, according to all the things I should have and should be doing. But time ticks away, and sooner or later......Yes, I am very amused to have a driver's license for a long time yet. Harry the Greco-Roman wrestler (just saw some of that in the current Olympics) sounds like a paragon of vim and vigor. And then, I am sure you know people who do all the "right" things and are getting more stove up than you. You'll know what stove up is....having spent time in the lower USA, geographically speaking that is.

8/5/2021 08:55:51 pm

Yes Harry was a man that looked about half his age, I was amazed when he told me how old he was.

Yes that's true, sometimes it seems like it's the healthy people that drop over from a heart attack. Of course those genes, as you know have a lot to do with it, and if you ain't got the right genes, no amount of vim and vigor in the world is going to help.

Yes indeed I grew up in the South, and not just South Florida, but South Georgia, South Carolina, and southern Alabama so I'm very familiar with being stove up, having the miseries, and the croup.

Tom

8/5/2021 08:14:05 pm

Actually, all I intended to say when I started out was that your granddaughter manages to look ethereal even when pointing a nerf gun as in yesterday's post.

8/5/2021 08:56:55 pm

Don't let those looks fool you. She's a tough kid, I guess she had to be growing up with a brother two years older than her. She will pick up a bug or a worm that scares her brother.

Tom

8/6/2021 07:49:37 pm

Yea for her!! Ethereal doesn't necessarily mean defenseless. Some steel in there.
And may we all keep the miseries at bay.....

8/6/2021 09:06:29 pm

Unfortunately the older we get the more miseries there are. When my dad was in his 80s and I would ask him what it's like getting old, he would always say, aches and pains there's always aches and pains.

Tom

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