playing with toys

I cant stand people who are constantly saying how old they are. I am bad about this myself. things hurt though. In the first test of the weekend before last's RMEC enduro I was making blind passes through the dust when i hit, dead on, an igloo ice chest sized chunk of granit. right there in the middle of the rockless desert. I did what any experienced bike racer knows to do when going over the bars at speed; tense up, attempt saving it, abort save, relax, go limp, tuck, and roll with it. I amazingly, was fine. My foot peg was only held on by what was left of it's cotter pin.I am glad i did not land on what the bike did. I finished the test, used a large hammer and a stolen (borrowed) foot peg to fix in a transfer section and not only finished the enduro but finished with in a few minutes of the 1st and 2nd place, they are young ISDE and WEC racers. I am old and my wrists hurt so bad i can hardley grip a screw driver for the last two weeks. change and aging is inevitable. how we deal with it is what determines our capabilities. It has been said many times- 'your only as old as you feel.' sometimes I feel purdy old. playing with little toys and giggling like a child is a good remedy.  But if you let your self live your whole life in a toy car fantasy land then you mind as well be collecting social security all ready. So what do i do about my wrists hurting so bad?- I play with toys, ride bicycles and pray to the gods of moto that i dont let my self get any older.