DSK wrote:
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.

Ya know, I don't really mind (and kinda expect) being pounded by
25-year-old (semi)professional Japanese police dojo kenshi when they
visit. What really hurts is when some 85-year-old visiting sensei, who
can barely walk into the dojo, pounds the crap outa me, whacking me
three or four times before I can even get my shinai (stick) over my
head for an initial attempt to hit him. And my hits always seem to
fail to connect with him. Old *******s! Wait 'til I'm 85; then I'm
gonna kick some ass.

And, aging sexist that I am, I further admit that I dislike getting
the **** beat out of me by a woman who's about 4'8" and weighs maybe
85 lbs. in her armor! And of course, when we're done, she's gracious
enough to give me a coupla pointers about my (laughably poor)
technique. Yeah, thanks. grump

But it's great aerobic exercise and you get to hit people with a stick
while yelling at them at the top of your lungs! Try that at your place
of employment!

Big fun!