And, of course, I remember hearing all that and thinking, "Well, that won't happen to me." But, of course, I was wrong.
I still love my body, even more as the years pass, interestingly, and feel great in it, but it's definitely accumulating its share of aches and pains. I have a persistent pain in my low back that I blame on my chair at WalkBoston. A couple of weeks ago, I developed pain in both shoulders that I self-diagnosed as shoulder bursitis and treated with lots of ice and ibuprofen, and it's mostly better now, as long as I'm gentle with them. Earlier this week, my left foot started mysteriously hurting, and it's either a stress fracture or a badly pulled muscle or tendon, and though it's also responding very well to ice and ibuprofen, there's definitely a big part of me thinking, "Well, crap, I really did think this wasn't going to happen to me."