Getting old sucks

Last night during in-class discussion my right knuckles were throbbing/on fire. Lordy, is this what i have to look forward to?

Tamsulosin. Write that down on a piece of paper and put it in you wallet for future reference.

And I crashed and broke my arm twice in '75 but there was no internet to announce it on back then, so I'm telling you now
 
ok.. I'll bite.
Fell off my buddies DT50 at Paris mid June** and my shoulder is still effed. Did 8 passes a week ago at Sparta and it was only yesterday that my hip quit chirping.

** In my defense it was after 10AM so alcohol was involved.
 
Last night during in-class discussion my right knuckles were throbbing/on fire. Lordy, is this what i have to look forward to?
No, you have lots more to look forward to. You know what follows right after throbbing knuckles?



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Doing some work in the garage yesterday and zipping around on my 4 caster mechanic stool. I push off hard to roll backward to my tool chest, a caster sticks of something on the floor and all I see is a flash of the ceiling as I sail over and land flat on my back. Thankfully didn't hit my head on anything, but stuck for a moment like an upside down turtle. At 65+ you don't get up off the floor like you might of when you were 25.

Sore today, might have to take a few days off...............
 
Don't know why, but it's my hands that always get F-d up in a dirt bike incident.

Rashed up knuckles, jammed fingers, wrenched wrists.

I need to learn to let go of things I can't control...
Just exactly what do you recommend letting go of? Clutch lever, throttle, handlebars, brakes?
 
Just exactly what do you recommend letting go of? Clutch lever, throttle, handlebars, brakes?

Bike.

At a certain point, a crash is not saveable and the most prudent course of action is to cordially part ways with the dirtbike lest you get caught up in the ensuing drama if you keep holding on and trying to ride it out even when the tires aren't on the ground any longer.

But being a guy, I mistakenly think I can save a crash even when I'm sliding along the ground with the bike on top of me.

My last big one was a super-steep hill climb, well above my paygrade, all on the rear wheel as the front tire is merely a spectator in the nose-bleed seats above me. A little bit too much throttle and I loop the bike. Stupid me, still hanging on, I suddenly find myself lying flat on my back, helmet side pointing downhill, and having to bench press an EXC500 off my chest to get up.

Oh, my penchant for not letting go of things I can't control also extends to water-skiing, with HIGH-larious results... for everyone on the boat... :rolleyes:
 
I've spent most of the last week and a half lying facedown on the living room floor after high-siding and landing nearly flat on my back. I can sit in a chair now, although not very comfortably. This would have sucked at any age, but the experience has given me a peek into what actual old age might be like. Bending down to pick stuff up off the floor is a major logistical exercise, and it suddenly seems like a great idea to have a lot more benches scattered throughout the house.

Letting go of the bike is one of the main things I learned from my dirt bike days. I yell at the TV screen now when I see the MotoGP guys holding onto the clutch lever so the bike won't stall during a crash. They all have mangled fingers from doing this.
 
Bike.

At a certain point, a crash is not saveable and the most prudent course of action is to cordially part ways with the dirtbike lest you get caught up in the ensuing drama if you keep holding on and trying to ride it out even when the tires aren't on the ground any longer.

But being a guy, I mistakenly think I can save a crash even when I'm sliding along the ground with the bike on top of me.

My last big one was a super-steep hill climb, well above my paygrade, all on the rear wheel as the front tire is merely a spectator in the nose-bleed seats above me. A little bit too much throttle and I loop the bike. Stupid me, still hanging on, I suddenly find myself lying flat on my back, helmet side pointing downhill, and having to bench press an EXC500 off my chest to get up.

Oh, my penchant for not letting go of things I can't control also extends to water-skiing, with HIGH-larious results... for everyone on the boat... :rolleyes:
Human torpedo?
 
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