I turned 40 in August.

If I'm being honest, I've slowed down a lot. Certainly can't do what I used to when I was 18. I probably couldn't even keep up with my 30-year-old self.

Being about 315lbs complicates matters somewhat.

Heart disease, alcoholism & diabetes runs in the family. Mums' oldest brothers' heart blew up when he was 43. Her next brother (literally) dropped dead mid-sentence at 63.
My knees aren't shot but they don't like to move as much as they used to. Back gets quite sore doing even basic things and I get winded quite easily.
Oh, I have some sort of Kidney disease too.... nefritis? I don't remember (nor do I care) anymore.

I'm fat.
I'm ugly.
I'm unemployed.
If I dropped dead tomorrow, nobody would even notice.

Other than that, I'm perfectly all right!

At least the sense of humor still works.