Health is fine. It's the fitness...
...that's causing me problems.

I'm almost 50. Was a martial artist, rugby-playing, badminton-addicted hiker and climber from the age of 8-ish until I got to my early 30s and moved to the land of big cars, wide roads and no sidewalks (aka the YooEss.)

15 years later and I'm trying to get fit again, as I've done precious little more vigorous than typing for all that time. Let me tell you that I wish I'd got off my arse more than I did over that 15 years. Because today, Monday, an hour of yoga, an hour of cycling (my coccyx is weeping right now, and my nether regions are sore to the touch) and an hour of jiu jitsu have me wanting to crawl into a hole and pull the dirt in on top of me. If one of you would come round and kill me (Boulder, Colorado), I'll be happy to discuss with the wife you getting some of the insurance money.

Sorry to hear about your feline. At least the prognosis doesn't seem to be too bad. Good luck with that.
(IHaveComeAmongThee__Twice Tissues on the left. Self-esteem on the right., Tue 30 Mar 2010, 6:15, Reply)