I'm afraid I can't fully agree to this. I had to do this way earlier, i.e. when I was getting older but was definitely not old.
You know you're getting older when: Your sweetie says, "You wanna go upstairs and (wink-wink) have some fun?" and you say, "Which one, make up your mind." The "whatever" of 1969 turns into the "Depends" of 2019. Your hip goes out more than you do. The search for a hip new joint turns into a quest for a new hip joint. Excuse me, I need to go take a nap now.