These past few days have been a struggle – my mental health hasn’t been good. I am getting the consequences of excessive weight training in my youth. Back then I thought that I was invincible – 20 stone of solid muscle. 50 eggs a day, 6 meals, umpteen vitamin and weight gaining pills. Bending the bar that held all the weights gave me such a buzz – people would stare in amazement.
Now, years later, I am paying the price. My neck, and right down my spine is, as I have been informed by medics, degenerating. There are crunching sounds when I make any head movement – but it must look quite comical to anyone who sees me. That’s my new name – Crunch man.
I am getting grumpy and snappy with everyone – even our little cockerpoo gets it . I am not sure I like this getting old business- but, but ,but I wouldn’t, I couldn’t change anything. I’m just feeling so tired.
Life is what it is – but sometimes I don’t like it – other days I cant help but smile at life’s beauty.