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Fay Reid's avatar

Yes it was. Unfortunately, I was forced to quit when at 68 I through my left knee out tearing some ligaments. Even now 22 years later the damned thing won't support me. Ugh!

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TCinLA's avatar

Ugh! That's too bad!

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Fay Reid's avatar

Yep, the joys of old age LOL

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T L Mills's avatar

I miss skiing, too. I have two steel knee joints now, but I don't think I'd trust them. Skiing in the East is hard on knees.

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Fay Reid's avatar

It wasn't the skiing that threw out my knee. In 56 year of skiing I never had an accident or an injury. I was in an amateur review for several years and that year on the opening night in he opening performance going upstairs to the stage I slipped and twisted my knee so badly I was in a brace and on crutches for the next two performances, Embarrrassing.

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TCinLA's avatar

What a bummer, Fay.

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Fay Reid's avatar

LOL

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T L Mills's avatar

My knees went from 20 years of working on a cement floor at L.L. Bean.

But I skied on my (alpine) high school and college ski teams and skiing the groomed trails and doing the 'bust and burn' on the moguls IS tough on the knees, too.

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Fay Reid's avatar

Yes it is, but until 2001, managed to slalom through moguls with no knee problems at all. I always hurt myself doing something innocuous - like throwing out my lumbar by turning in my chair to pick up a bag of empty plastic bottles that probably weighed 3 or 4 ounces. When I had my little goat farm I unloaded and stacked 120 pound bales of alfalfa all by myself with the help of two hay hooks - NO problem LOL. I also repaired my own vehicles including replacing 3 engines. Any permanent injuries were doing nothing.

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T L Mills's avatar

Wow! Impressive! Funny how it's always the itty bitty nothings that pull the tendons and wrench the ankles and otherwise cause mayhem!

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Fay Reid's avatar

Yes isn't it! But we all pay in the end. Now at 91 I'm so decrepit I have to use a dolly to move a 25 pound bag. I can still manage 15 pounds of cat litter, one at a time. The joys of old age - Ha Ha

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