Hot Blood

Yesterday, the sun was shining and it was 52 degrees.  A great day for tennis, or so we thought.  Actually, there was a breeze, and I regrettably wore shorts.  I did have on layers on top, so that was okay,  but I realized that 52 degrees was much colder than it used to be.  In other words,  I can remember vividly going coat-less in that temperature.  In my mind, anything above 50 is warm!

We generally go to the local college campus to play.  And sure enough, there were the coeds out on the court playing in shorts and tee shirts.  No coats or jackets or hats.  I thought to myself---it must be all those raging hormones!

Then,  it occurred to me that body temperature must vary considerably with age.  Being cold in my old age is a new experience for me!  I have always been very hot-blooded.   But I guess those days are gone!

Discovering all the changes that go with being sixty-plus is a constant learning experience.  Joints and muscles ache and move slower.  Warts and bumps and brown spots pop up.  Gravity takes its toll.  Hot blood turns cold.