When I'm 100...

While rock climbing, an elderly woman came into the woods where we were with a saw and began to cut down a dead tree. She was probably close to 100 and about 70 lbs. When she saw us she smiled and continued to cut down the tree. At some point Andrew saw she was having a bit of trouble pushing the dead tree to the ground, so he helped (although I know she would have gotten it eventually). After the tree was lying on the ground she cut off  the branches, carried the 15 foot tree away and came back to get the branches. 

I've decided, when I'm 100, I hope I'm still physically and mentally fit enough to cut down a dead tree and haul it away.