Absolutely fair. Used to out put partying and sprain my ankle at 23 and get up the next day like nothing happened. by 35 that would take 2 days to get better. in my med 40’s i had to start strengthening exercises because i couldn’t stay off it long enough for it to recover on it’s own.
I wrecked my neck sleeping wrong once. Had to go get meds because it wasn’t getting immediately better the next day (nor the next two after). That’s the part about getting older that sucks. “Surprise your next hurts!”
I was at work late no one else there, sitting on the floor, emptying out a file cabinet. Sneezed and put my back out 9/10. No phone near-by, no people. Took me 30 minutes to get into a chair, then another 10 to work up to standing.
Left my bag there, just took my wallet/phone/keys and carefully wobbled out to the car, set the heated seats to kill and waited for the pain to subside enough to drive home.
My late 30’s early 40’s were the hardest. Since then i’ve been working on fixing the weak muscles f’ing up my ankles and letting my existing back damage get the best of me. I still get fucked just as hard by an injury, but i’ve gotten better at staying active and not getting injured
I’m not quite 50 myself (also next year) but at this age it’s close enough. It could get worse, it could get better, but right now it’s hard to enjoy a couple of beers knowing how shitty you feel the next day.
I’m nearly 50, is something gonna change next year?
Life starts … at 30
… to deteriorate …
Absolutely fair. Used to out put partying and sprain my ankle at 23 and get up the next day like nothing happened. by 35 that would take 2 days to get better. in my med 40’s i had to start strengthening exercises because i couldn’t stay off it long enough for it to recover on it’s own.
I wrecked my neck sleeping wrong once. Had to go get meds because it wasn’t getting immediately better the next day (nor the next two after). That’s the part about getting older that sucks. “Surprise your next hurts!”
I was at work late no one else there, sitting on the floor, emptying out a file cabinet. Sneezed and put my back out 9/10. No phone near-by, no people. Took me 30 minutes to get into a chair, then another 10 to work up to standing.
Left my bag there, just took my wallet/phone/keys and carefully wobbled out to the car, set the heated seats to kill and waited for the pain to subside enough to drive home.
My late 30’s early 40’s were the hardest. Since then i’ve been working on fixing the weak muscles f’ing up my ankles and letting my existing back damage get the best of me. I still get fucked just as hard by an injury, but i’ve gotten better at staying active and not getting injured
I’m not quite 50 myself (also next year) but at this age it’s close enough. It could get worse, it could get better, but right now it’s hard to enjoy a couple of beers knowing how shitty you feel the next day.