Frank Maier wrote:
Whippersnapper! I'm 56; but after an evening at my kendo dojo, I feel
about 76. And the next morning, I'm up to about 86. Thank God for
ibuprofin!

Ah so... honorable kendo... that's where you pay to join a club where
little guys with lightning quick reflexes smack you with a stick.

Martial arts are great for keeping in shape, never was into kendo but
did a few other things. I do Pilotes once in a while with my wife's
class and they are amazed that I can do everything they can. They're
used to guys wimping out halfway thru.


To add insult to injury, when I moan and groan at bedtime, instead of
offering to give me a little massage, my wife just laughs at me!

No, she's not laughing *at* you, she's laughing near you.

Regards
Doug King