I've known it was coming. The old lady dance--shuffling around, have to walk slowly and carefully because I might fall, being cautious--all these things were far into the future, until yesterday morning. Quincy had gotten water all over the kitchen floor like she does every day. Only this time I didn't pay attention. The next thing I knew, I'd done a slide into third base but without the third base. My back hurts, my neck hurts, my wrists hurt, my hips hurt. But damn, it was a good slide.
There's nothing wrong with me other than the aches you get when your body does something alien. I didn't know my body could still move that way. So guess I'll wear slippers from now on. At least for a day or two. Then I'll go back to my bad habit of always being barefoot.