He hobbled into the room, coughed and panted before struggling to sit down. Most of his working bits no longer did as they once did. In his pocket, he carried his various medications which rattled as he walked along. He was derelict in every possible way.
Morpethroad 
It’s how I feel some days Michael!
Lol…what? You? Miss health and fitness? Hard to believe!!
You’re reading the wrong Di Michael! We’re eating healthier and exercising more, but fit? I wish!!! Haha 😀 😀
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Fits me perfectly. Well, at my age perhaps some feel like this.
That’s the problem writing about aging, so many people relate to what you are saying.
LOL. . That’s why I leave comments only with ‘ good, excellent.’ But sometimes You can’t avoid it.