Not long ago we went to "open gym" at the place my wife spent most of her childhood learning to become a total gymnastics nerd. For $10, the kids got to jump on the incredible in-floor trampolines, dive into the foam pits, and watch their mother relive her youth, leaping into twists and tossing herself across the floor into handsprings and leaps (and, I think, showing off a bit for all the 'tweens whose tyrannical mothers were there to force them to practice their bar routines).  

"See girls, I may be 32 but I still got it!"

Woman has been complaining about her neck almost constantly every day since.

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