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Your Best Days Are Yet To Come

Your Best Days Are Yet To Come

I went to bed the other night after playing some flag football with my knees throbbing (I have arthritis in both knees) and I began to lament the fact that My best days are behind me.  I used to just love athletics and the joy of competing. But here I am in my mid 50's - my knees are shot and other than riding bike or a brisk walk my sporting days are behind me.  And I was kind of depressed about that for a day or so.  And then I thought - hey - STOP IT...