Well, _that_ was unpleasant.

This morning, while walking to the bus stop, I slipped and fell. I don't think I did any permanent damage, but I'm pretty sure that had I fallen only slightly harder, I would have broken my arm. I am equally sure that, even 5 years ago, my reflexes would have been good enough to recover before falling. Cursed aging! Now I see why so many otherwise virtuous Northerners forsake their homeland for the decadence of the South, for at least a few months a year. :-P