I recently went to the old Marcy Elementary school with a friend so he could reconnect with his childhood. Marcy i’s now a very nice Montessori school, very spacious with some killer canyon views. The playground is also nice, lots of blacktop space with two basketball hoops, tetherball, and several hopscotch “courts.” For some reason, it seemed like a good idea to try to play hopscotch, which is when I realized that I no longer have the ability to play. It’s not that I couldn’t remember how to play the game – that part is indelibly etched into my braincells – it’s that my legs no longer have the ability to hop. When did my knees start to hurt so much? When didI get cankles? And why don’t my muscles work the way they did 45 years ago? Seriously, I need to get to the gym.
I Can’t Play Hopscotch Anymore!