Too old to care...

So I'm turning 40 this year and I realized I have officially entered the front end of my, I'm too old to care what others think, point in my life.

Going back a moment, this has been a big few days for me. Sunday I set a new personal best by finally breaking 90 with an 86 (43/43). Then on Monday I accepted a new job offer and gave my two weeks to my current employer.

So with all that going on as context, I was feeling a bit celebratory when I got home Monday evening. Decided it was a worthy occasion for some scotch and proceeded to sip on more than a few fingers of the good stuff.

Once sufficiently sauced I began doing one of my favorite things to do at home, slow mo swings in front of a mirror. It was actually something I discovered really helped me with understanding where my different body parts are at different points of my swing.

But drunken me has a short attention span and I decided I wanted to take a bath. While drawing the tub, I realized that if I took swings in front of the mirror while naked I could see even more precisely where my body is as I swing. As I was doing this the bathroom started getting steamy and hot so I opened the door and threw on the vent, then went back to the swinging.

As I am finishing my 3rd slow mo swing I notice my girlfriend standing outside the bathroom staring at me in what could only be described as utter disbelief. To make things worse she was on the phone with her best friend giving play by play commentary of this shocking display in front of her.

The look on her face seemed to suggest I needed to explain myself but I just said, "I'm turning 40 this year and am officially too old to care about being judged."

80 ain't gonna break itself.