No doubt you have all heard the saying, “Life begins at forty.”
Perhaps, like me, you have often wondered what bit of insanity inspired that statement.
Later next month, I am slated to take a physical test for a job for which I recently applied.
Having just turned 50-years old a couple of months ago, I have discovered, to my great dismay, that I am no longer a spring chicken.
This is certainly not a new revelation to me, but now I have other parts of my body screaming this same, painful bit of information to me as well.
The physical qualifications for this position require a prescribed number of push-ups, sit-ups, and a 1.5-mile run in a specified length of time.
Fortunately, the minimum physical requirements for the job are somewhat altered by the age of the subject. Therefore, I do not have to beat people half my age, but I must beat the clock.
However, I know exactly what I must do to pass.
Currently, I am not too far off of meeting the requ...
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