Boooooooooo . . . . hisssssssssss . . . . Dam! I refuse to grow up any more! Inwardly. There isn't much I can do about outward appearances though. I think there for I am the saying goes, so I think I am young therefore I am young. I plan on remaining so for the rest of my natural life. I find this kind of thinking helps with the pain I suffer every day. Years ago in the line of duty I suffered a horrific accident. A building collapsed on me sparing me no mercy. I spent almost 11 months in the hospital recovering and proving every doctor wrong. Returning to full time duties some year and a half later. Nine years after that I had to retire, the damage to my body was starting to return with a vengeance. It was discovered I was allowed to return to work to soon and things hadn't healed properly. Now some ten years after that I am disabled no longer able to work collecting a pension and enjoying my day to day life by the refusal to grow up! When I tell folks my age they laugh at me they take me for some one younger, my wife who is in her late fifties whose adage is also a refusal to grow up is seen to be my equal in age. So in short if you believe you are young whole heartedly I really do believe your body will respond by keeping you looking young. Oh and I do exercise as much as I am able to, I walk with a cane due to some lower back issues, watch carefully what I eat, I can't gain more wait because of the lower back issues, and have a shit load of fun with myself, friends and most of all my wife; and at every change I get I flip the bird to old age and welcome youth in any way possible.