I am sixty-three years old, Ganado. I weigh exactly the same as when I was playing basketball in school, wear the same size pants, did have a small tummy for a while but got rid of it a few years back. Still have pecs and no man-titties. I have a wife and two girlfriends, they all know about each other and hate it but I don't care, I love them all. When my daughter died a year ago, I just decided that life is too short to waste it. I will spend the rest of my days making love with beautiful woman, playing music, drinking too much, riding my motorcycle too fast, and writing songs about it. Don't care what anybody thinks about it. Those damned pillows caused it.