The Retirement Thread

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screenman

Legendary Member
As those of you with long memories may recall, I returned to running 3 or 4 years ago and the mad pursuit of a 6 minute mile.

It quickly came to light that I have a knackered hip, so had to forget any ideas about fast times and settle for a gentle jog.

Bow I'm suffering persistent tendon problems in my left foot. I think, regrettably, the time has come to quite running and to up the bicycle mileage as a means of getting the olde blood pumping.

The good news is I'll need to buy a new bike. With the house move I whittled down the fleet, leaving me with only an ebike, the folder, and the Felt roadie.

The ebike is superb for locql transport, but if I'm riding for exercise purposes it's not optimum.

The folder is a great utility steed, but not ideal for long times and distances.

The Felt is a superb machine that I'll never sell, and is an ideal dry weather blaster, not so good for wet roads or poor surfaces.

So I guess it's time to buy another bike :thumbsup:

I used to think it was always time to buy another bike.
 

Dave7

Legendary Member
Location
Cheshire
I hear that a lot from retired people.

I understand why now, and I'm sure I would be the same, but it would be busy cycling and golfing and walking, not welfare calls to no users pretending to be unfit for work. :sad:

My advice (for what it's worth).
I was a keen cyclist, golfer, walker etc then 4 years ago long covid decided to visit. Now, somedays I struggle to walk around the house. Can't cycle, can't golf.
So.....my advice.....retire as soon as possible and enjoy life as much as possible.
No one knows what sh*t life is going to throw at you. Make the best of what you have.
 

Dave7

Legendary Member
Location
Cheshire
Good morning all from a warm and sunny Corfu.
The daughter's wedding went off extremely well and my Father of the Bride speech went down well with some laughter in all the right places.
We're catching the local bus this morning and going into Kassiopi, a little town up the coast which I haven't been to for 40 years, I wonder if has changed out of all recognition?
This is the view from our balcony.
The White House at the end of the bay, which was the wedding venue was where Gerald Durrell, the naturist and author lived as a boy in the 1930's.
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Very nice.... glad all went well for you all.
 

Paulus

Started young, and still going.
Location
Barnet,
Naturist? It is 40 years since I was last there, I can still remember the mossie bites.

Should of been Naturalist 😅
 

Slick

Guru
My advice (for what it's worth).
I was a keen cyclist, golfer, walker etc then 4 years ago long covid decided to visit. Now, somedays I struggle to walk around the house. Can't cycle, can't golf.
So.....my advice.....retire as soon as possible and enjoy life as much as possible.
No one knows what sh*t life is going to throw at you. Make the best of what you have.

Great advice that I shall take heed of. :thumbsup:
 

screenman

Legendary Member
My advice (for what it's worth).
I was a keen cyclist, golfer, walker etc then 4 years ago long covid decided to visit. Now, somedays I struggle to walk around the house. Can't cycle, can't golf.
So.....my advice.....retire as soon as possible and enjoy life as much as possible.
No one knows what sh*t life is going to throw at you. Make the best of what you have.

But, what, like me, you really enjoy the working part as much, if not more, sometimes than the other bits? Find a job you really enjoy and then you will never work again. I deliberately did not book anything today. Dent wise, I am already wishing I had.
 

Dave7

Legendary Member
Location
Cheshire
Right @classic33 time to earn your money.
Last night's vivid dream..... so real that when I woke it took me a few seconds to realise it wasn't real.
I had been chosen to go on a space mission, a visit to the moon, along with 3 other members of the public.
I was to be picked up at my house at 1730 Thursday. So.. there I was, in town at 1630 when I remembered so had to get home quickly.
A problem was I was desperate for a pee and couldn't find a toilet so ended up in a public car par peeing against the wall while explaining to people "sorry, but I have to be home by 1730 as I am flying to the moon.
Anyway, I made it back In time and was taken to the rocket and got in.
Strange thing...... we got no training and wore just my jeans and open necked shirt.
At that point I woke up
Ohh yes... I was picked up at 1730, was going to the moon but would be back by 0730 the next morning.... which is not bad going.
Now, if a dream only last split seconds how did I fit all that in ?
 
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