Suddenly, some thought came to me when I came back from the swimming pool in one evening.

After I was out of the swiming pool, I heard that the closing music in the rocker room, which was very up-tempo Auld Lang Syne.
"It's like we are rushed."
"You've got that right."
While I was listening to that conversation, I also put of my clothes in a hurry.
That made me sweat.
With a lady who rushed to the exit together,
"Everyone looks young in swimsuits, but we look as we are in our clothes."
"I am old, but you're not."
"Yes I am." said each other.
When we were outside, the sun had set, and it was chilly.
My wet hair out of my hat touched my neck.
Just when I started pedaling with the cold wind in my face, the thought suddenly came up,
"I stop getting old."
I will no longer be fooled by words like
"People age and change by age."
I'm riding my bike in the same old dusk, feeling the same old signs of winter.
So, if I decide to stay the same, I think I can do that.

I stay to be how I am now, not getting old.