He shrugged, too distracted by the picayune-ness to notice the self-pity: "I'm always relearning how to walk."
That was one of those moments that made me go away and think all the way up the thought, all the way down the thought, and all the way across it, too. (A good Sifu/sensei can do this to you, sometimes in even fewer words than that. Ted Mancuso in Santa Cruz; look him up.)
So here's today's update from the Department of the Blitheringly Obvious, which does a brisk trade because we are so good at not connecting the dots ... Or I am, anyway:
1. Time moves.
2. We go with it.
3. Things change.
4. Our bodies alter, and take us with 'em.
5. We are always relearning, whether we know it or not.
I might as well pay a bit of attention and relearn better, instead of slipping off into relearning unconsciously and making things worse.
My posture is definitely improving. Core strength is damn good. Pants fit and my low back is MUCH better.
I haven't worried much about my knees in ages. ... Hunh.