I don't know if it's slackin off or just trying to get it started again. When I hit 50 I thought that I was still in pretty good shape.
When I hit 60 I thought that I was still in reasonably good shape.
At 61 and my 3rd heart attack I new thyat I wasn't as good as I thought. Now that I past 70 (don't count anymore) I realize that every day that I'm above the grass I need to take advantage of it and don't waste the day by slackin off. Life is good, especially when you can get into the woods, even if it's slowly, and see everything that God has put before you.
Today I went to the range to work up a load for that muzzleloader that you guys have been giving me advice on. Great day.