Bodies

Looking back at the photographs of myself in my 20's and 30's, I didn't have a bad figure. It was quite good, in fact. I'm aware of how times have changed, and an evening in the bouldering hall at the climbing centre certainly rubbed it in.

It was a woman's wet dream: the young men were stripped to the waist, some still wearing crotch-enhancing harnesses, and with musculature to die for. Not obviously body-built, but with broad shoulders and a wiriness to their arms and legs that was obviously functional rather than just developed for effect. Because of their youth most were more-or-less hairless (or they shaved) which accentuated their shapes. Bastards!

There weren't many women there worth ogling, this evening. Shame.

:o/