It seems to have happened quickly, but my children pointed out last week that I have probably been making minor adjustments for a long time. Sadly, they are correct.
I have been walking downstairs (unless the stairs are very short ones!) sideways ever since recovering from the ankle I broke four years ago, and it’s apparent that that particular style has nothing to do with my ankle and everything to do with my knees.
An inveterate walker, I have blithely taken off days and weeks with increasing frequency in the last year.
We took a family vacation to the California desert last week, and I abandoned two of our hikes altogether when they involved steep ascents without any shade in sight, moved slowly on others, and fell asleep most nights before 9:00.
Some weird thing has happened to one of my knees, and they both hurt all the time.
Yikes! I have become an old woman.
I have no plans to give up walking and hiking, so this is going to have to be the Year of Healthy Aging. Better food, more exercise, lower weight, less stress.
Photo: Valley of Fire NV