I now know that I am getting old (or maybe just not in the shape I should be in). Okay, so I already knew this, but it was confirmed tonight during an "exercise" routine with Ashlyn.
We were doing all the easy stuff like jogging in place, jumping jacks, push-ups, etc, when she decided to show off her gymnastic skills and do some hand stands, which she is getting really good at by the way. I made sure she wouldn't land real hard on her back for a while, and after she did about 100 of them, I said (for some strange reason), "Let me try one." This must have been one of those times when my brain shuts down or something.
Anyway, I stood up, leaned over and actually kicked my legs up into a pretty decent hand stand. In the limbo period between having my feet in the totally wrong place (above my vertical body, and placing them back on the ground (where they are much better suited), I had this thought, "What is this gonna feel like when I land?"
Well, it HURTS. Having 205+ pounds dropped onto your foot bent at a weird angle does not feel good AT ALL.
At least Ashlyn was nice enough to say, "Good job, Daddy! That was a good hand stand!" as I hobbled out of the room.