I am having a little difficulty ambulating this morning. I don't think it's age or cold, humid weather. I think it's kettlebells. They don't get any easier, just heavier. Like math in school. Just about the time you get the hang of your multiplication tables, it gets harder. A few years later you'd love just one day of math homework that was only multiplication.
And then there's calculus.
Lost in the pressure of the rising standard are the gains that have been made along the way. We shouldn't go back, and we shouldn't stop -- to the dark side that path leads, hmmm.
But we can take a minute. This is what you've been striving toward, isn't it?