by wjw on October 18, 2012

I am of an age where, on a regular basis, I’m forced to contemplate my age.  But I’m not old.  Not by the Hopping Standard, anyway.

I’ve decided that I’m young so long as I can don my trousers standing up, hopping from one foot to the other.  When I have to put my trousers on sitting down, I shall be old.

So yaaaaah to you, young punks of the world!  I am still your peer.

John Appel October 18, 2012 at 11:51 am

I’m mostly in agreement with that rule, with the “my foot and lower leg are in a giant metal post-surgical boot” exception. Which is what I’m experiencing for three more weeks.

Ken Houghton October 18, 2012 at 12:10 pm

There is one amendment to that rule I have added recently: “So long as I don’t lose my balance more than once while doing so.”

But that may just be an inner-ear issue, which is not in itself age-dependent.

bta October 18, 2012 at 6:12 pm

Trousers? Not a good standard IMO.
Too variable: tightness, weight, length etc.

Try something a bit more demanding – socks, fully pulled up and with the heel correctly positioned.

wjw October 19, 2012 at 5:45 am

Alas, all my life I’ve been old by that standard.

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