I am going to the local Health Club every day. It’s a mile away, up a small hill, that’s enough to get the old ticker moving ( though technically two strong coffees and a smoke before hand help ). I like to get there at 6.30am when the joint opens and swim, it’s quiet then in the pool, I can swim up and down a bit, get the bones moving without bumping into too many other people. Then I take a sauna or a steam. Then it’s home for some breakfast: usually fruit,nuts,seeds,yoghurt. Oh and several more coffees. It’s a good way to start the day.

My routine though was disturbed a week or so ago in the changing room, I’m drying myself off when another geezer comes in from the showers. Now don’t take this the wrong way, I’m minding my own business drying myself off when I happen to catch him out of the corner of my eye, I then glance at him. He’s stark bollock naked, he’s probably late twenties/early thirties, dark curly hair, with a body like a fucking GreekGod, or maybe that that old greek sculpture of the athlete:

The only difference is that the bloke in the changing room doesn’t have a discus. He does however have a dick – a big dick in fact he’s hung like a donkey. Now it’s not a homo-erotic moment, but I can’t help staring at him. Damn he looks good, I looked good once didn’t I, half lifetime ago? Yeah I think, mate it’s all going to change just you wait & see. & then I’m lost in my thoughts, the guy changes quickly and I have the space to myself again, I look at my reflection in the large mirror on the wall. Belly, thinning hair, moobs. What happened to me? Time happened, that and not taking care of myself. I look down at my tackle, this niggling thought is prodding me, didn’t it used to be bigger than that? Is my todger is getting smaller. Is that possible?

When I get home I don’t fancy breakfast & instead rummage through a box of old photos,I’m looking for one in particular, eventually I find it. Me & my torso at twenty-nine.

Of course time changes us all, but for all the years under my belt I still want more and I would like to be fitter & stronger and healthier for the ones that I hope are ahead. There’s now’t to do to make that happen short of regular effort and hard work, to keep slogging away at getting fitter – not to return to a more youthful past just a healthier present. But what about that penis thing?

Does the male penis shrink with age? So it’s out with the laptop – Googles says YES. Age, smoking, health conditions and several other factors mean the male penis shrinks as you get older. The more I read the less I like it. I am ticking a lot of boxes. Then I read that Testosterone also decreases in men 70% by the time they reach their 70’s. Oh and your testicles can shrink and your ball sack hang like the skin on a turkeys neck. That’s just bloody great.

In a panic I order several months supply of :

Apparently this supplement is popular in Nordic countries, it has minerals & vitamins which are good for gentlemen. One bit of blurb on the packaging a testesmonial from Nicholas F. : I feel much more awake & have more energy than before.

If that’s all it does then at least it’s something. Though I’d prefer it if it stops my wherewithawls from shrinking and stops me firing blanks. I shall keep you posted. Oh & I already have some orange sportswear so l can look like the blokes in the ad.

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