My Hip Squeaks

Maybe it doesn't squeak. But it's making noises that it never made before. It's joining a growing list of my body parts that are acting in ways they never acted before.

Probably, this has something to do with getting older. Or rather, with the my phase of getting older -- the early-middle-age phase. I don't know how appropriate it is to call me middle-aged, because I plan to live to a healthy 120. But by some people's definition, my being 51 makes me middle-aged.

Feh. As the t-shirt says:  "Eat right. Exercise. Die anyway."