40 is looking good!

Last February I turned 40, which is kind of a milestone age. You’re now too old to get away with stuff you did in your 30’s. It just looks dumb now. I mean it looked dumb then too, but you could pass it off as immaturity. Now there’s no hiding it. You’re 40, you should know better. But the good thing is that you’re still young enough to enjoy a vigorous life. It’s not all Hawaiian shirts, straw hats and socks with your sandals just yet.

So anyway, the only reason I bring this up is because I had my annual physical yesterday. Now, the bad part about hitting 40 is that you suddenly have a whole new barrage of tests they want to do on you at your annual physical. I’m not going to get into the gory details here, but let’s just say they require you to assume some postures that the majority of us would prefer not to assume in the company of another man. You’re also required to provide “stuff” that should never be exchanged between two people. I don’t care how professional the pretty young gal is at the lab, giving her the gift of yesterday’s bratwurst and sauerkraut in a vial is just plain uncomfortable.

The good news though is that I’m healthy as an ox! An ox with a bum wrist and failing eyesight, but a generally healthy ox none the less. That is unless my labs come back showing I have a failing liver or colon cancer. But hey, I prefer to keep a positive outlook! All kidding aside, I’ve lost 10lbs since my last visit which was in January and my heart rate has slowed considerably. Doc says it’s from all the running I’ve been doing. He was pretty stoked about it and so was I.

So here’s to a healthy 40! You certainly won’t see me in the moshpit at next week’s Sevendust show, but God’s given me another healthy year and plenty of adventures to seek out and experience!