When the littlest things really are the are biggest

My husband insists I shouldn't have been kick-boxing with women 20, well, actually 30, years younger than I am. But it wasn't real kick-boxing, It was kick-boxing light, and I did it only once and only for a half-hour and it was fun and didn't hurt at all. Until I was walking to my car. That's when age, old bones, maybe even the fates, caught up with me…

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