Since you're supposedly a happy family man, I won't ask how you know. But remember that those who talk about sex the most get it the least.
You need to get to the opera more often. In case you had forgotten, it is all about sex. The plots are always filled with men wanting the busty ladies and singing umpteen thousands of notes in their quest for fulfilling their desire. Now, if you work in a daily environment such as that where it is required to be on the prowl as part of your job.... Not to worry, I bottle it all up and bring it home for my partner.
I forget - you like that Wagner stuff where the men chase their mothers and three legged creatures.
[felt both healthy and normal following the exercise of changing the tire.]
Either you're out of shape or you forgot to use the jack. Changing a tire isn't exercise.
Since my knee surgery about 3 1/2 weeks ago, I can vouch for the out of shape portion as I've only worked up to about 10 minutes a day on the exercise bike as any more than that and the knee swells up.
You have to factor in that I changed the tire in a snow storm, the lug nuts were put on with one of those airhose compression wrenches, the wrench Honda provides with their jack is about 12 inches long and I was wearing leather soled shoes which were slipping and sliding all over the place as I was yanking on those lug nuts to set them free. Toss in the inability to trust my right knee at the moment - and it was exercise. The only good news was that instead of one of those dinky spare tires designed to get you to the nearest service station, I had a full sized brand new tire as a spare in the trunk thanks to Honda. Of course, it has been in the trunk since 1992 so I can't say it was exactly full of the correct air pressure. However, I made it to a service station to fill it up in the snow storm before inching my way home to dry off and reflect on the "healthy and normal" exercise I had just conducted before going off to the evening's rehearsal.
I'm not positive, but I'm reasonably certain that two weeks ago I drove 50 - 60 MPH about 15 miles on a flat tire without knowing it. Thank goodness I had planned a stop at a restaurant and noticed it then.
Oh, how convenient. A little work and then a big meal to celebrate! What did you do with your flat tire? Call triple AAA from the restaurant's pay phone while you dined? Time to get a mobile phone because changing a tire at your age....
Then again, you could always just drive to the nearest restaurant every time you get a flat.
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