If you don’t use it; you lose it. That’s what they tell me. I still climb the big flight of concrete front steps at church. They have a small, claustrophobic elevator inside; but the only time we used it; we ended up getting caught up in with the choir crowd as they were lining up to go into the choir loft. We almost ended up in the choir loft that time. - So, we’ll use the stairs as long as we can. - I guess they’ll tell us when we get too accident prone to be out in public. ‘Till then; it’s full speed ahead (that would be a crawl at this time).
They, probably being the people who are 32 years old and exercise for fun, or that other group who spend their lives in a swivel chair.
Knees are going south on me, but where I really feel it is in the hips.
But I guess we just got to “keep on keepin on”; or at least in my case, until the wife has to throw a cable around my ankle and drag me down to the house with the truck so the meat wagon can carry me away.