Fifty Plus (50+) - You know you belong in the 50+ Forum when...

...you develop a pain somewhere in your body, and you're happy you have something to post about today.


...you are thrilled to see a link to a site offering heart rate monitors on sale.


...you read about the Club of the Fallen, and are happy to learn it's not about body parts.


Anyone else?

You go out for a ride at noon and realize, while riding, the term "nooner" has taken on an entirely new meaning.

You leave for nine days, then come back and the same goofy jerks are posting the same stupid jokes in the same boring threads...and you're happy to be there!

...you leave for nine days, then come back and the same jerks are posting the same stupid jokes in the same boring threads...and you're happy to be there!

So you missed your Blue Star then

You find conversations about Glucosamine and Chondroitin stimulating

When you start thinking century in terms of KM and not miles

When Soft Gray Shoes actually look kind of sporty

You wake up at three in the morning to pee and you stop by the computer to see what exciting new threads have been started.

You tell the fitter at the LBS you don't know if the pain is from the bike or the body.

When you start thinking century in terms of KM and not miles



When you start thinking of "century" as an age just a few years away!

You go out for a ride at noon and realize, while riding, the term "nooner" has taken on an entirely new meaning.

Speak for yourself! :)

You go out for a ride at noon and realize, while riding, the term "nooner" has taken on an entirely new meaning.

For me nooner now means slipping down to the local library at lunch for a nap in one of their overstuffed chairs.

You go out for a ride at noon and realize, while riding, the term "nooner" has taken on an entirely new meaning.

You'd call yourself a regular in this forum, but at your age, "regular" has also taken on an entirely new meaning.

You realize that half of your grandchild's history book covers things that you thought were current events.

You are out riding, hear someone say, "move to the right, geezer." You look around to see to whom this is addressed before realizing it is you.

When you and your favorite bicycle have a 3-digit combined age.

When my kids who are in their 20's think I should be teaching history....."after all, youve lived through most of it".....!@#$%

with appologies to artkansas who has already said much the same

And a few more (swiped from a website)

You know you're getting old when:


You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.

You can live without sex, but not without glasses.

Your back goes out more than you do.

You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.

You buy a compass for the dash of your car.

You are proud of your lawn mower.

Your best friend is dating someone half their age... And isn't breaking any laws.

Your arms are almost too short to read the newspaper.

You sing along with the elevator music.

You would rather go to work than stay home sick.

You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.

You consider coffee one of the most important things in life.

You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.

People call at 9 pm. And ask, "Did I wake you?"

You answer a question with "Because I said so!"

You send money to PBS.

The end of your tie doesn't come anywhere near the top of your pants.

You take a metal detector to the beach.

You wear black socks with sandals.

You know what the word equity means.

You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television.

Your ears are hairier than your head.

You talk about "good grass" and you're referring to someone's lawn.

You get into a heated argument about pension plans.

You got cable for the weather channel.

You can go bowling without drinking.

Proud of the mower!
Mower power to you!

You know you belong here when you talk about performance enhancement drugs like Flomax, G/C, HRT, Rogaine and Viagra.

The waitresses at the Waffle House are starting to look PRETTY HOT!

...when you plan road bike courses so as to pass lots of Starbucks and lots of bathrooms.

And a few more (swiped from a website)

You know you're getting old when:





Can see myself in most of those- Now on the grass bit- Laying an area of grass and my Daughter said it looks good enough to seed- I looked at it and it is not Flat enough yet. She got a Spirit level out to prove to me that it is flat enough and I proved to her that in a 40ft run there is a 6" drop. Still a couple of days of raking and rolling so she may get her lawn sown by the weekend. That is if she doesn't seed it herself tonight.
Thats the trouble with youngsters- Perfection isn't good enough for them. They want it now.

WOW...we sure can poke fun at ourselves...

...how about the good stuff?

...I was at our first MTB time trials on Sunday, 2 riders my age did the 14km loop in about 1 hour 20 minutes, although I didn't race yesterday (bad cold), my time for this loop is usually under 58 minutes

and then last year I did a 30km singletrack run with my daughter's 32 year old boy friend, a cyclist who used to ride with our national MTB team...he almost lost a lung trying to keep up with me...i had to stop at the top of each climb so that he could catch up

perhaps some of the fun stuff should apply to the young pups as well, but then I'm 56, diabetic, and have a heart murmur

bunch of old foggies :lol:

I proved to her that in a 40ft run there is a 6" drop. Thats the trouble with youngsters- Perfection isn't good enough for them. They want it now.

hmmm...perhaps engineered nature isn't perfection to some?

You tell the young guy at the LBS that you haven't ridden in as many years as he's been living...

While riding your new bike around the neighborhood, you're wondering when was the last time you saw any definition in your thigh muscles......

Your mom doesn't have to tell you to wear your bike helmet.... you just do it..... and to "set an example for the grandkids".

You feel like a kid again.......

You tell the young guy at the LBS that you haven't ridden in as many years as he's been living...

While riding your new bike around the neighborhood, you're wondering when was the last time you saw any definition in your thigh muscles......

Your mom doesn't have to tell you to wear your bike helmet.... you just do it..... and to "set an example for the grandkids".

You feel like a kid again.......

Exactly...except when people see my legs, they think that I used to play pro ball

I tell my wife that when I grow up I want to be a little boy

Thanks :)

...when you plan road bike courses so as to pass lots of Starbucks and lots of bathrooms.

Tour de les bathrooms

Any one thought about using something like this?

You can remember something that happened 20 years ago like it was yesterday...

...and your car keys are bound to turn up sooner or later....

You spend more and more time thinking about the hereafter. Just yesterday I found myself in the LBS thinking "now what am I hereafter?"

You read the fiber content on labels.

Never trust a fart.

Never pass up a bathroom.

And one more not site appropriate.

You worry about getting weird sunburn marks on your head from your helmet.

.. you get AARP magazine .... and go, oh, boy! This article looks good! And doesn't Naomi Judd look great?

You are out riding, hear someone say, "move to the right, geezer." You look around to see to whom this is addressed before realizing it is you.

The one and only time someone tried that on me I said, "Sure thing FRED." They got angry and I replied, "Your get rude with me and I will return the favor."

When you see a t-shirt that has the King of the Hill guy on a riding mower and the thing says "Party like it's 1999.95" and you think it is cool.

1. You read a forum which contains a post " Lets talk about my Prostate:!!!!

2. You read the same post over again but it doesn't matter , you've forgot the answers.

3. Riding your new bike on spring day may not be the most "fun you can have with you cloths on". It just might be the most fun period!

I hate to admit this one,
When you go yard saleing and you memorize where each of those little blue outhouses are at construction sites you pass, just in case you gotta go and there's no McDonalds or Burger King around.

You tell the young guy at the LBS that you haven't ridden in as many years as he's been living... ... or that you HAVE been seriously riding longer than he's been living.

You know you belong in the 50+ Forum when... if it don't hurt, then it fell off.

You wonder why a road bike needs more than 10 speeds.

When you reach for your Clif bar and find only a wrapper.

But you can't remember if you ate it, or if CrossChain pilfered it and put the wrapper back.