Turned 50 ten years ago today. Only re-started riding about 8 years back. Then it was as a commuter and shopper in Santa Cruz on my sabbatical there. Good way to lose weight, I thought, and it worked. Also easier parking and less gas costs, though I did still have to have a car for longer trips, and I had to buy a bike. Five years later, on sabbatical again, I started trying charity rides because Trek420 said, "Of course you can do a century; here's your training plan." Oh, and to lose more weight, which still worked. And to feel I deserved the gorgeous 30th anniversary Cinderella Classic jersey, which I still have though I didn't finish the whole ride until this year. Anyhoooo ... if I'm older than dinosaur poop, then it's poop that's been frozen in a glacier all those years and just got rethawed now the glaciers are shrinking. Still smells fresh as new.