The sound of my ticking
Beyond the age of 35, conception becomes increasingly difficult for men, according to a French study published yesterday. I am 34, which gives me a year left to sow my oats productively before they start mouldering in the sack. The news doesn't surprise me. I'm now aware of my body in a way that I never was in my 20s. I know how much strength I have, how many hours of sleep I need and how many beers suit me; and I seldom test my limits. I can't bear the thought of the intensive heart-thumping exercise I once put myself through, preferring a walk or some yoga.… Seguir leyendo »