Yes, I'm firmly middle-aged. I'm ok with that. It's the not growing old gracefully part that I'm mad about: I'm just as big a klutz as I was 10, 20, 30 and even 40 years ago. And you know that kicking and screaming thing? Well, I was just walking in my living room when this happened (although there was some screaming later).
So please, don't talk to me about Springing Ahead or Falling Back. That scares me even more than you know!