Yup, I can relate. The mind, ever young and optimistic, tells you "you can do that". The body, worn and already complaining, replies "if you do I'll make you sorry". The body always wins that argument. Always.
I'll spare you the "old guy" lecture but there comes a time when the mind better start listening to the body. I don't move as fast as I used to and I can't "scramble" like I could even ten years ago. I'm still doing the same things, just doing them a little slower and with more thought.
I've had two heart attacks. I don't want a third. I've heard the sound of my own bones breaking. It didn't like it. Hospital food sucks and
I'm too old to flirt with nurses. Time to change my ways.
And that hammer? I have one just like it. It's in the toolbox on the Cat where it belongs. :hmm3grin2orange: