Today I learned

That I can no longer do a headstand. I'm not sure where the miscommunication is, but something in my body just does not follow orders and thusly, I am now suffering from whiplash, six slipped disks and a bruised brain stem. OK I made that up, but the fact remains, there is a mutinous group of muscles inside me somewhere. I'm reminded of this past spring when it seemed like a great idea to do a handstand in the front yard. I executed perfectly, but once I reached the pinnacle, my legs thought they should keep going and I ended up flat on my back with the wind knocked out of me staring up at a group of stunned and slightly amused neighbors. I think I will sign up for an adult gymnastics class at the Y.