I set out to hike ten miles to see how my leg holds up. The day could hardly be clearer, and the warm air smells like apples. I go slowly, and while my left leg feels a little more fatigued than the right, it doesn’t hurt! The Wyoming trip this summer seems possible again.
this is good news. maybe we’re not as old as we’ve felt lately.
Or maybe we just all have some butt-kickin’ left in us despite geezerhood.