welcome to my world of windsurfing pain and i'm only 47

45, started going down hill from 23. I know a Sailboard shop owner who is at least 60 and sails at Sandy Point every year. I want to be just like him when I'm his age. Maybe more beer might help ??

You probably right Elmo, last summer I could sail 4 hours straight before I got the screaming muscles. Its early yet.

Very funny. I use it for my fur coat.

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I just checked your profile, if you're that old, stop complaining you stupid old b*stard

Well I don't have a wife to chase around the spa..........but no need to call me names firie bob. I don't like firemen. They get ALL the girls.

Na, that's Troppo, I'm just an old worn out old b*stard too

Stone age, as firie said you need a bucket load of HTFU
That comes with more beer, more time on water, multitude of "over the handle bars" cupla dozen sloggin home 3-4k's, and I reckon you'll be right.
And you cant be "GRUMPY OLD MAN." we already got nufovthem
Mineral
PS and I am sure you weren't looking for me half the year

Just got in from a 4hr sesh........

Stone Age.....I feel your pain!!!

And, no doubt, will moreso tomorrow!

Vigorous exercise is essential for producing extra testosterone which naturally diminshes from middleage, so no wimpy exericse........ must be VIGOROUS!!!

as my old hockey coach used to say to us. "its like irish moss, you can feel it doing you good."

"If it's too loud ..... your to old"

ha, wish i got all the girls,
wouldnt be looking on seabreeze at 12am sunday morning if i did.

hello hello hello! is there anybody out there????

You're too old only when your body stops screaming back at you... and just turns off the power completely.

if your not breathing anymore your too old, apart from that just sail more and you will not hurt so much after it. i wave sail with a fella who is 65, he never misses a day, just doesn't jump much anymore..

Not saying I'm anywhere near too old, but sailing yesterday had a bit of a 'coming-of-age....


During a great session, waterstarted to plane, hooked-in, slipped into straps, (it's just all to easy!), and notice that my vision was interrupted, shaking head noticed that my 'hair' was in my eyes and affecting my reading of the gusts and choppy water in front of me.....shaking head, flicking from side to side, trying not to lose balance (re-living my youth, tossing head around like a teenage surfing legend), when I remembered.........



......"hang on - I'm near BALD, and what's left is down to a No.1 clipper!!!"



Suddenly, the realisation hit me..........




The hair.........








.......was from my EYEBROWS!!!

There's alot to be said for spending a little more time in front of the mirror from time-to-time. Eyebrows, nostrils and ears are all on my 'to-do-list'....(not to mention shoulders!!!)

Trim-time....when I next get a chance!