Reading column after column in the Swedish press regarding the difficulty of determining age. And I feel it can hardly be as complicated as they are proposing. Medicine has placed me within the group i belong to and that didn’t seem too hard.
1. Whenever I’ve been out running for the last 6 months I’ve experienced pain in my calf irregularly. It came and went until finally it was time to make a visit to the doctor and get a diagnosis. He quickly diagnosed a ruptured calf as an award for my running. Yeah that’s what one wants, tough to argue you’re a youngster with a diagnosed ruptured calf. I remember when I was young and my mother and her friends where bemoaning calluses, where did they go? The ones that where cured with special plasters that looked like tiny donuts. Oh well this is the old man’s age, the time of the old mans ruptured calf.
2. As if that wasn’t enough I managed to damage my achilles tendon during thaiboxing training in Thailand while sparring. Of course the first comment was that this was a dam middle age issue.
So my age is not something you have any issue determining. Old man is tattooed on my forehead and can be scientifically proven by more than one symptom.
The achilles heel was so damaged that i can now proudly display two screws in the heel bone and two clamps in the calf. I guess that’s what happens to old men… The rehab will take time but my goal is to be back on my bike to drive distinguished gentlemens ride the 25th of September and it looks as if that will be possible, but I’m not telling my doctor. He doesn’t like the idea and would much rather I take it easy because of my age.
In any case, no matter heel tendons or ruptured calfs I don’t see any difficulties in going forward with our trip next year. The rehab should be long done, my Robocop boot thrown away and the crutches a mere memory. Maybe I can even start thaiboxing again, because you’re only as young as you feel, right ?