Hi,
Glad to be a part of this organization. I'm just getting back into swimming after many years since being competitive on the high school level.
It would be great if I could get to know some others in my age bracket, so is there any way you could put us in contact with each other via this site? Other ideas?
Thanks.
Sincerely,
Gills
I am 55, about to turn 56, and thus "FINA 56" for LCM meets this summer.
I feel like decrepitude is gaining on me, and that the boneyard beckons. We need to acknowledge that FINA 56 is what gerontologists consider to be "middle old." Not "young old" nor "old old" but "middle old."
This said, I should acknowledge that decrepitude has been gaining on me for decades now and has not yet finalized its sleeper hold on my carotids. It's a little like Xeno's Paradox, with which the mathematicians out there are surely familiar.
I am babbling.
I think I am getting Xeno's Paradox mixed up with Xena the Warrior Princess. Both of them do seem to recede, however, the closer I get to them.
Nurse! Bring me my shawl!
No, I am not ready for the enema!
You can't make me take those pills!
Well, maybe you can. Where the hell is my shawl?
I am 55, about to turn 56, and thus "FINA 56" for LCM meets this summer.
I feel like decrepitude is gaining on me, and that the boneyard beckons. We need to acknowledge that FINA 56 is what gerontologists consider to be "middle old." Not "young old" nor "old old" but "middle old."
This said, I should acknowledge that decrepitude has been gaining on me for decades now and has not yet finalized its sleeper hold on my carotids. It's a little like Xeno's Paradox, with which the mathematicians out there are surely familiar.
I am babbling.
I think I am getting Xeno's Paradox mixed up with Xena the Warrior Princess. Both of them do seem to recede, however, the closer I get to them.
Nurse! Bring me my shawl!
No, I am not ready for the enema!
You can't make me take those pills!
Well, maybe you can. Where the hell is my shawl?
