I’ve had a couple of depressing signs that I’m getting old lately.
Yesterday lunch-time I was wondering around the city, wasting time, as you do. I ended up in JB Hifi, and decided I’d buy myself a CD to cheer myself up.
(Buy a CD? For the Gen Y readers out there – people used to buy whole collections of songs that they called “albums” in various formats, none of which fitted on your iPod and some of which weren’t even digital. Strange, but true.)
Anyway, I found the CD section, after searching through MP3 players, mobile phones, computers, Xbox games and DVDs and had a good look around.
Sadly, there wasn’t a single album in the entire shop I wanted to buy. There was plenty of stuff I’d heard and thought “yeah, that’s okay” but nothing I actually felt like handing over $20 of my hard-earned for.
I’m getting old.
The second sign – that I’m wearing a cardigan to work today – I’m not that worried about. I still kid myself I look cool in an ironic sort of way.
Running
A hills session on a little street course near my house last night. It was a touch cold, and not all that enjoyable, but at least it passed fairly quickly.
The training log says I’m up to 381km for the month. 400km looks very doable.
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