I’m 51 and pert as a rutting buck.
But some days I have a hitch in my back from my little treestand spill.
It was 3 months ago today. I didn’t wear the brace at all this week but might wear it turkey hunting tomorrow.

“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”