I'm 58 and my legs feel as if they belong to a 90 year old. Still get out with the long nets and the odd day ferreting when I can.There is an op I could have, but there is a chance I could lose my legs, so feck that. I gave up my SGC a month ago, that was hard, I have had one since I was 15.
The mind is willing but afraid the legs are not, it's a bit of a bugger this getting old lark. By the time you think you have an idea of how things work, it's too bloody late.
TC