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phredddHi, I'm Fred and I'm stubborn as a mule.
I know that as my 30s progress my odds of being wolf-whistled and come on to by folks other than boyfriends and close friends will diminish a bit (Oh, but I still keep working out and doing the little things to get fit and such), but that reality takes something out of me. I feel even more mortal - like I know that aging is the most universal thing we all do, but that I was expecting to get some kind of rain check on it... much like having a realtionship - sexual or otherwise - is the healthiest thing one can do, but it goes down like castor oil or 666 Cold Preparation sometimes - not very easy going down for the relief it can potentially give. John puts up mirrors frequently to how selfish and bombastic I appear sometimes (especially in public), and it's not a comfortable sight. I'm just so happy it blended in last night with the roller derby crowd.
I know that as my 30s progress my odds of being wolf-whistled and come on to by folks other than boyfriends and close friends will diminish a bit (Oh, but I still keep working out and doing the little things to get fit and such), but that reality takes something out of me. I feel even more mortal - like I know that aging is the most universal thing we all do, but that I was expecting to get some kind of rain check on it... much like having a realtionship - sexual or otherwise - is the healthiest thing one can do, but it goes down like castor oil or 666 Cold Preparation sometimes - not very easy going down for the relief it can potentially give. John puts up mirrors frequently to how selfish and bombastic I appear sometimes (especially in public), and it's not a comfortable sight. I'm just so happy it blended in last night with the roller derby crowd.
