I must be maturing dammit

Twice lately I have stopped myself from doing questionable things. What is wrong with me?

The sidewalk was dusted in snow yesterday -- no biggie. But I decided not to drive my chair through it on the outside chance I'd get stuck.

Then today in my manual chair I decided not to go down the ramp and try to wheel up it seeing as I was home alone and that seemed foolish.

What is with all this thinking first lunacy?