Rode Hard and Put Up Wet!
Well, for pity's sake, I'm 56 years old, so there's wrinklage. And, the wrinkles morph and move around my face. They are now attacking my neck! I'd run for my life, but I know they'd catch up with me, like Indians shooting arrows as I circle the wagons. The wagons are filled with my other midlife gal pals, and we're under... Read more


















