Last night i had to pull out of plans to go meet a friend and go to a comedy night. not because something better came along or I got a more interesting offer but because I’ve had a cold.
Had, not have.
I’ve had a cold and yet still don’t feel fully recovered enough to stay out late and drive an hour in the dark. Since when did driving an hour in the dark become a problem. Since when was 11pm late?
More and more this year I am noticing signs of my body slowing down a little. This cold is taking a week to become fully recovered from; two years ago I’d have been able to go out drinking and dancing the night after it went away. Five years ago I would have been able to go out dancing and drinking during the damn cold.
Back in my twenties I laughed at people that complained about getting old. Back then my limbs were all still elastic, falling down was just mildly embarrassing rather than something to fear and hangovers lasted half a day.
I’m only 33, 34 in December, but Christ I am starting to notice a difference. I no longer live life with the reckless abandon of a youngster but make decisions based on how late I will have to be out of bed, how far I will have to drive and whether it will hurt if I fall off.
More and more my body is showing signs of protest – I pulled something in my neck several weeks ago whilst trying to stop the ginormous puppy of ours from licking my face. That in itself is worrying enough, but I still can’t check my blind spot on the motorway without wincing.
A lovely friend of mine broke her leg whilst at Roller Derby training and I immediately got the fear and refused to go again – I just couldn’t cope with a broken leg now. It would take me 12 months to recover. I’m turning into someones gran. Before you know it I’ll be worried about going out when it’s icy in case I break a hip and will be using the hand rail to climb the stairs.
Help, I am no longer invincible!
I’m actually considering buying a heated foot-muff.
This isn’t fair, I didn’t sign up to this. I want to be young forever like I knew I was going to be in my twenties, damn it!