No Base- jumping or Slack-lining In My Future.

I hereby resolve that I, a new grandpop, will not be sky-diving, base-jumping or slack-lining during my seventies or eighties. Nineties? Well, you never know... The grandchild will be a teenager and you know how persuasive teenagers can be. We launch out on two crank-propelled wheels into the wild and unpredictable world of village and country roads almost daily. We always wear our helmets and we most often ride as a team, looking out for each other's well-being..."Car Back!". I marvel at how well we all survive the pitfalls that are placed in front of us every day. Virus, plagues, out of control cell growths, distracted drivers and slippery stairs are thrown in our paths nearly every month of the year. How do we do it? Keep your head up and practice 'excellent attitude' but when your brain says "Don't Jump!" just smile and turn away.