Just thinking

Today, after I posted my first post (and what might have likely been my only post for the day) I realized that this "blog" has become little more than a "What did I do yesterday/what am I gonna do today?" diary. That's NOT what I intended for it. And so today, the 2nd of May 2005, I resolve to change my habits! Sure, I'll still post about what I did yesterday or what I plan to do today -- just to keep you all jealous of my jetsetting lifestyle (hehe) -- but I'll do it less as a diary and more as a commentary on life. How the stuff I do really affects who I am and the people around me. So, with that said, on to the "thinking"...

I am nearly thirty-four. It'll happen -- like it does every year -- in June. Last night, while skating with eighteen and nineteen year-old kids (and a smattering of older guys), I realized how really young I am -- depite my chronological age. As Billy Crystal's character on SNL said -- "It's better to look good, than to feel good". I feel good, especially after the conversation I had with one of those nineteen year olds:

"You in college?"
I chuckled and said, "I went to college, but I graduated about 13 years ago."
He looked at me, stunned. "How old are you?"
With a smirk, I gladly divulged to him that I'd be thirty-four in June.
"Dude," he replied, "I thought you were like 26!"

I love to hear that! I'll be honest, some days I feel old. But, playing hockey, having Kels (who just had her 20th birthday) as a girlfriend and keeping a positive attitude about my age helps immensely.

When I was a kid I used to think that thirty-five was old and sixty was ancient. My dad will be sixty in October, and he can still probably kick my ass in a basketball game. Sixty is not old, if you're like my dad. Luckily for me, I am like my dad. Like it or not, I am.

So, when will I be old? Will I still be playing hockey when I'm my dad's age? I'm planning on it. I'm pretty sure Kelsey won't let me get old...