If we are lucky, we are healthy, happy and – at the very least – content with our lot. And I’d like to say I consider myself in that camp.
But, sometimes, I think about the ‘what ifs’ in life. I don’t ‘what if’ as far as some people (no, I don’t want to run a marathon and no, I don’t want to scale Everest), but as I’m in my 51st year, my ‘what ifs’ are more about growing a beard (never had one), having my hair long (ditto), and losing some weight.
I’ve tried the first two (itchy chin, the stubble had to go) and the second (annoying), so the third is something I’m going to have a shot at. It’s prompted by seeing the svelte and lovely Yamaha…