My husband is the exact opposite. At 72, he exercises so much that he always throws a body part out of commission. For instance, he's so competitive playing tennis and pickle ball that he plays like he's 19, and something goes out of whack. Right now, he's got a bum foot and a bum wrist so we can't walk and hike together like we were doing. I told him he better not play tennis again until after our summer trip to Europe or he won't be able to walk on the sightseeing tours.