on age

I realized a few days ago, when I woke up to find I had pulled a hamstring during my sleep, that aging sucks. The following reasons illustrate my point:

Your body is no longer Wolverine-like in its ability to heal itself. I've started watching how quickly I bend down to ensure I don't tweak something. Ridiculous.
It becomes way too easy to develop a beer belly. Seriously, one day's break from the treadmill and I start to look like Dom DeLuise.
Your hairline finally starts to beat your forehead in its decade old fight for supremacy (ok, well for me that fight was lost long ago).
You start worrying about calorie listings on cereal boxes.
Watching cartoons becomes uncool.
Your friends start getting married and would rather converse about diaper brands than more important things like football.

Some of this is obviously tongue-in-cheek, but is based in truth. Aging is not pleasant. They say you get older and wiser. That may be the case, but I'd rather remain young and oblivious.