~ when you can barely traverse the 32 stairs needed to get to and from your office time clock at least 4 times a day.
~ when you head to your basement to switch laundry loads and almost pitch down the stairwell, only saving yourself on the low arched ceilings and narrow walls.
~ when side walk curbs seem miles high to your throbbing thighs.
~ when you scuttle like a crab while walking instead of keeping a basic erect posture
~ when sitting down is done in a grab-the-armrests-and-lurch move instead of a graceful squat.
~ when you know the toilet seat is taunting you because you might land on it or you might collapse near it.
~ when your partner runs a finger across your leg muscle and you come off the bed/couch/chair like the house is on fire. Than you levitate off the furniture for a few seconds while the pain slowly releases it’s death grip on your seemingly atrophied muscles.
~ when you run 1600 meters, do 200 squat thrusts and it still hurts nearly a week later.