I am hoping that when I wake up in the morning that I will be able to be  relatively pain free when I resume my push ups.  It's been almost a full month since I stopped due to my bursitis and the pain that I had.  Right now I am mostly pain free, but every once in a while I will move or try something and I am reminded that it is not totally gone.  I knew that it would take a long time for complete healing and I am okay because I am pretty much able to do what I need to do.  But if my push ups cause it to flare up I will be greatly disappointed.  I also have to see how my stamina is.  Not having done any for that long I am not planning on the full 46.  I hope to not have to settle for 5 or 10, but we will just see how it goes.  I haven't thought a lot about being in my 66th year. It is a surreal thing this age stuff.  The way I feel inside in my personal, intimate heart of hearts doesn't really have anything to do with the number of years I have been alive.  I do think and feel about what has gone on  in that time, but the time period itself is irrelevant.  Besides, I have no idea how I should feel just because I can say that I am 65 years old.  Regrets, dreams, complaints and satisfaction all tumble around in my head and I have difficulty making sense of it all. And the only thing that really means anything to me is my worship, my wife and my work.  ( the 3 w's of Pres. Benson)  They can be stated in lots of ways, but it comes down to my family, past, present and future and the eternal truths that are a part of that package.