Fatherly Advice

It's probably weird that I recall this now, a couple of weeks after it happened, but it's still noteworthy.

I'm sitting at the chanter table at band practice the Sunday after Justin's little shindig, looking worse than death... I was actually groaning and putting my head on the table every time we stopped playing. At one break, the Pipe Major asks...

PM: Good night last night?
Me: Oh, for sure... but I think I'm going to need to take some time off.
PM: Oh, really? Imagine how it feels when you get to my age! [he's around 50, I think]
Me: Well, if I don't slow down, I might never find out....
PM: Oh, sure you will. I made it didn't I? And I never even had to take time out of Pipe Bands! Most of the guys I grew up with moved away from it once they got families and stuff.
Me: You're giving me hope!
PM: Yeah, I guess I'm proof that it can be done...