spaz is getting old
With creaking in my body and groans from my mouth (and after working then partying most the night) I woke on
Wednesday hoping to find the energy to slide in the resort. Common sense convinced me a rest day was in order - I took 2 (thats when this TR was put together).
Thursday
1st day of spring

Lisa made the hike with Brad again after much bragging about feeling up to it.
I didn't feel up to it and used my old age card (and a hangover) to make allowances for none-participation.
When arriving back that afternoon Lisa really shows off by finishing the day beating a well rested spaz 5-1 at tennis.
So what does one do when humbled by a 26 year old girl on the first day of spring? You take her out to dinner.
The only consolation was knowing after dinner Lisa fell asleep in the bath.
Friday
I took on the mountain. The mountain won - it must have thought it was a boxing match because I'm so bruised I can barely walk. On the other hand; deeper, long lasting, less physical bruising is feeling much better and even though it's the second time this year I'm using a walking stick... what's that saying?...
"your only as old as the woman you feel". Even an old, bruised, in need of a walking stick man like myself can feel 26.
I'm back in Thredbo next Monday to prove the grey hairs I'm finding lately are not an indication of me being over the hill - just that I better add more things to my bucket list so I can start Xing them off.