First Inkling

Running, skipping, taking the stairs two at a time enlivened the daily experience. First I noticed that the stairs were no longer easy two at a time, going down, though going up they posed no problem. The skipping seemed to take too much coordination. Finally running...the feet just didn't go when commanded. As time went on, they seemed heavier, hard to lift the double height. On a sailboat on the Sassafras River about two years ago, I noticed my sea legs weren't with me any longer--I'd never had trouble hopping around on a heaving deck any longer. The hike that summer past up to Lake Agnes near Banff, or into the Tetons hadn't seemed difficult. It became pretty clear something had happened but it was difficult to know just what.