I hate getting old.

Posted on April 15, 2010
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So I am out in the field with my neighbor discussing how we are going to take out the two large trees growing in the garden area when we spy a kid in a portion of the field with some large trees on the other side of the stream. Since my neighbor has photographic equipment set up in that area that automatically senses motion and takes pictures of the wildlife, we figure the kid is over there to either steal the camera or mess with it. We set off on a run in the general direction where there is a small board across the stream for quick access to the other side. My neighbor (28 years old) nimbly flies across the board to the other side. I did not do so well.

With my first step on the stream bank my foot sank into the muck up past my ankle. Since I was moving forward I attempted to place my next step on the board which immediately went sideways into the mucky water. When I attempted to pull my other foot out of the muck, my shoe stayed there buried in the ground while my foot and stocking went foreward to join the rest of me in the middle of the stream.

So now I am sloshing about in the mucky water with one shoe on and one stocking on, trying not to stumble onto the board and just fall in the water outright. I gradually regained my balance, leaned back and dug my forelorn shoe from the muck, then staggered the rest of the way across the board to the opposite side of the bank. At this stage I was wet, covered in black muck and thoroughly embarrassed at my lack of agility. My neighbor had the good graces to not laugh at me outright. Geez, I hate getting old.

The good news is that the camera equipment was secure. We told the kid he had to stay out of that area of the field and for good measure we removed all the camera equipment and brought it back with us just to be safe. It was not as bad as the experience I had last year when I fell into my pool trying to open it for the summer with all my clothes on, shoes and cell phone included. But once again reality drives home my mortality. Oh, pooh.

Clayton

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