I'm getting old. My muscles don't heal as fast as they used to when I was younger.
Whatever happened to running around all day, then bouncing around more at night?
Now, I gotta ice the spasms, the groaning, the creaking, the screaming bits and pieces of me that just don't want to work as fast or as stronge as they once did.
Ugh. Yeck. Blech. Ick.
Ralph. Hmph. Moan. Curse.
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