My father always said take care of your feet, bend at the knees and sit up straight. I spend a good deal of money on a reliable pair of boots. I always use my legs to lift anything heavy or light. But I cannot find a smart way to accomplish my field notes without my neck at a 45. This thread has never been so relevant than any before this very weekend. Overdoor traction unit and ice have been my most reliable ally these past few days.
Wow, sounds like some of you guys need to go to the house. I'm never getting old!
gave up hiring people who turn out to be future competitors. when I can no longer dig or drive a pin, i'll sit in the wheel chair and order young people to do it. when I die, they'll have to rip the rod out of my stiff, cold fingers.
I have always viewed the walking as a perk. I though I would have to buy a 4-wheeler when I turned 50, but now it looks like that might be 60 or 70. I should really start thinking about investing in a ROBI drill first. I discovered that Colorado allows pipes, which weigh far less than rebar, and now don't go hiking without them. I don't seem to mind being slower these days at all. My theory is that the walking, hiking (with stake bag full of pins and lath), digging and pounding have kept me on the fit side.
I am really not sure what caused my problems.Sports: rugby,football,hockey,with heavy weightlifting.42 years of surveying.
Dec 2008 : left hip replaced
Nov 2014 : right hip replaced
Oct 2015 : right shoulder replaced
March 2016 : lower back surgery
waiting on : left shoulder is bone on bone
In office on light duty,and I am not sure if I want to go back into the field or not.Most of my years have been in the field.Work as been great working with me and I am very grateful.
The best thing about old age; it doesn't last long.
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That is the greatest fallacy, the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.
Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms, 1929
at 62, and still would rather be in the field, but stuck in the office because my experience is perceived to make my wise....I keep telling them I have learned to be careful...
The secret secret that all old people share is that we really haven't changed in 50 or 60 years. Our body changes, but our minds...not so much or don't change at all.
paden cash, post: 374570, member: 20 wrote: My next older brother is an attorney. We are a good deal alike physically except he has sat at a desk all his life, and I have spent my career outdoors. There's actually not much difference in our physical maladies. We both have good cardiac functions. We both have arthritis, but my ankles and wrists are shot. I attribute that to stomping all over uneven ground and slamming hubs and stakes with a 3 lb. shop hammer all my life. We both have cataracts and are getting deaf. The only environmentally induced difference I think is he still has most of his skin left. I leave little bits of mine at the dermatologist's office every six months.
That sun is brutal.
Amen on the dermatologist. I have an (another) appointment with mine next week. I leave a few pieces of skin almost every time I go also, but it beats the heck out of melanoma. Been there, done that.
Oh, and I have the bad knees, ankles, wrists and back to go with 40+ years of surveying. I might have done a few things differently but this is still the best profession in the world as far as I'm concerned.
Andy
A good thread. I have had it on my (now 46 year old) mind that I will need to bring along a young hub and hammer carrier, apprentice, men-tee, sometime maybe in the next ten or twenty years or so.
Old guys rule.
