Good on ya, riding keeps us young(ish).
I've got a few bikes in the stable, the collection is eclectic. My pride and joy is a Norton Commando I originally purchased as a literal basket case (half the parts were in old steel milk crates) in the 70's and have been tinkering with on and off ever since. It's a seat of the pants beast and a genuine blast to ride but hard on the old and oft repaired bones After recovering from getting badly nailed on my Fat Boy by a 'little old lady' who mistook her Buick's gas for the brake backing out of a blind driveway directly into me, my daily ride shifted to one of my Gold Wings to take it easier on the ortho repairs with reverse available. I still get out on the other bikes from time to time but not as often as I'd like and I pay for it afterwards. Never entirely giving up that Norton though
I'm fairly good about my choices in snacks, I'm fine with fruit and nuts as opposed to all out **** food. My 'junk food' eating is largely confined to fried seafood and ofc onion rings. The bride has a wider idea of what constitutes my unsupervised 'bad eating' habits, including red meat and the spicy stuff I love but that hates me fall into her definition. God help me, I love a good steak as well as Tex-Mex, Korean and Thai food but it all positively loathes my old man digestive system. The indignities of age I guess