When I was in the midst of Menopausal Madness, there were days when I felt truly clumsy.
Cliff was especially unhappy when I went down in a split second on the cobblestones near Boston’s Quincy Market. Granted cobblestones do add to klutziness, but he kept saying, “I just don’t know what made you go over so fast.”
I do! Menopause! (We need to change the words to “Blame It on the Ritz” to “Blame It on the Pause.”)
My friend Gail thinks balance plays a part of it, and also that we get more absentminded, contributing to klutziness. I’ll throw in that the confusion and weirdness of menopausal hormones can rattle you so much that you lose concentration, creating clumsiness.
Not that I’m deep into the Great Pause, that super klutzy/clumsy feeling has passed. So if you’re in the middle of the menopause roller coaster, take heart! (And be extra careful!)
Photo: The lovely un-klutzy lady above is the Yellow Ballerina, painted by Edgar Degas. Below is Degas’s The Star. You can bet she won’t trip!