Ahh… The stealth-like, cruel mistress that is middle age. It sneaks up on you without warning until one day you look in the mirror and suddenly it becomes glaringly apparent that you are, alas, no longer the ‘shiniest penny’ in the roll. So it is with a perverse sense of relief to see that mere mortals such as ourselves are not the only ones susceptible to the constant tick-tick-ticking of the biological clock.
So gentlemen I ask you, if these guys are losing the battle, what possible hope is there for us? Fear not! Below are just a few possible plans of attack that I have tried and find are working for me as I attempt to go kicking and screaming very loudly into the unknown that is middle age. Pants hiked up to your ‘man-boobs’ does not have to be an inevitability. Choose your weapon(s) carefully and fight the good fight!
Randy – A Life Designed