At forty-something, Fletcher sends his current well-honed body back ten years where his out-of-shape thirty-something mind and his thirty-something wife must now accept it without really knowing why the transfer was done.
Maybe he should call Time Central? No, they were duty bound to give him no help at all. They’d just say that at some point ten years in the future he had gone to them with a request to be backtracked to the present—and that before making the hop his mind had been run through that clear/reset wringer of theirs.

Variants

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  1. “Backtracked” by Burt K. Filer, Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, June 1968.
    2. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . written by Burt K. Filer