Worn Out Working Out

My workouts just get tougher, The older that I get. All the pains that I suffer, Just trying to stay fit. Wish I felt just like I did, More than thirty years ago. Back when I was still a kid, And my muscles still would grow. Even though I don't look bad, For someone of my age. The knowledge makes me sad, That it's time to turn the page. Though my will still compels, At times it seems so stormy. I'd love for someone else, To do my workouts for me.