Or who knows, maybe I could spend six hours a day in a little boat, stretching my leg straight, then nuzzling it up against the side of the boat again, repeating and repeating just like I'm having to do at the office, only with the glorious seascape of Baja cruising by me. I'm pretty sure I'll not be able to hike again, though.
When summer comes, I'm going to get back in a boat and see how I hold up. I don't want to have to give up the sports I've learned to love just a few years after I've found them. That would make me sad.