The old man and skiing

Let's be brutally honest,
Seventy is old age's gateway.
Yet, the spirit remain young
Filled with deep experience,
Rich and vivid memories,
And no good reason to stop.
Skiing lays deep under the skin
And remains as fun as ever.
Only the frame feels the age.
The suspensions get stiffer,
The terrain feels amplified,
The muscle power wanes,
Forcing the wise old skier
To look for the perfect path
The one most comfortable
And to remain good friend with speed
And let her do the work.
Age doesn't put and end to skiing,
It simply refines the game...