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I like to tell my young tennis buddy, M.E., that growing old is a time-bending experience: You wake up Monday morning, head off to work, come home, have dinner, go to bed, wake up and it's Thursday. Time flies. Whether you're having fun or not.
Winter has arrived in the form of wet snow and icy sidewalks, so I've retired my bicycle for the duration and have been making the 1-mile trek across the river to my office on foot. I do this each morning with some trepidation, but my knee seems to be improving.
My knee has been killing me lately — a result, I'm guessing, of packing and schlepping a houseful of stuff from our former abode to our current home, a project that has occupied me and my family since my last dispatch more than two months ago.