When you get over the hill a touch you have to have a realignment of that thought process.
Last time it was the attempt at the Coast to Coast bike ride which lasted precisely 13 miles before I hit the reality check ... 'you gettin' on a bit Herron' after misreading a steep bank and ended up breaking my fall with my face on tarmac after cascading over the handlebars at what seemed like 50mph (probably more like 15!)

Out for a run the collapse into a heap gave the game away that I didn't have any working ligaments. Over a year later it hadn't really recovered so I went for x-rays.
The x-rays showed the problem ... broken bone and no ligaments to speak of, and credit where credit is due the NHS then took over and I was sorted within months.
Admitted on Thursday ... ligaments reconstructed and broken bone removed and discharged Friday. I have nothing but praise for all the staff especially the surgeon but he did say that my footballing days were over! As soon as I can walk they will do the other one.
Not wanting to appear useless I went for a paper on the way home ... and if someone had had a video camera then it would be worth £250 on You've Been Framed. I went into the shop and crutch one hit the wet patch on the tiled floor and what followed probably looked like a cross between Bambi on ice and a Preying Mantis on acid.
So, confined to barracks for two weeks for R and R ... but a Merry Christmas to all on Ward 44 at the Sunderland Royal and thanks to all the operating staff and the surgeon.
Meanwhile, some interesting developments in a number of areas including restitution, refunds and McDonalds. Seems like some motorists will have a leg to stand on!