America 2020 Through 2040...The Era Of The 80+ Year-Old

Did you know that during the Middle Ages, European kings had an assistant titled "Groom of the Stool", whose job was the wipe the kings ass.
It was considered a very prestigious position.

Not to be cliché, but I can't help thinking of Eric Idle whenever I try to picture something like this. He would've made a *great* (if short-lived) Groom of the Stool...

 
I have always told people that I wanted to hike the Pacific Crest Trail up California, Oregon, and Washington, when I'm 75.
If I can die on a mountainside? Have coyotes gnaw my bones? Fertilize next year's edelweiss? I could think of worse things....
Why not do it now?

How many years to go?
 
Why not do it now?
How many years to go?

A long and sadly typical story.
Years to go? If I do it right, 2-3 tops.

I'm 59 now, just ran my first trail half-marathon in 14 years.
HOPE to run an ultra before the year is out. (Except, I said that last year, too. Hrmph.)
(I used to do this sort of stuff, when I had a 40hr work week....)

At age 40, I had a paid-for house, with two apartments on the second floor.
Then, .....
and then more.......

...and so now, 20 years down the pike.......


Heh! And that's the short version.

SO! LOOK FORWARD. CHIN UP. Learn more than you need to. Treat yourself, every now-and-then. Cuz sheeeee-it, no one else will. :wtf::cool:
 
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