The former pension fund is in hospital with a broken leg after a nose-dive down icy steps. But she's a dogged old thing, and is already forcing herself through the rehabilitation process, painful though it is. In contrast, when the old dear fell and broke something, she took to her bed and waited to die. I'm not sure what I would do at that age.
I've been going to the (home) gym regularly for a whole month, and without even injuring myself (so far). I'm turning from a puny weakling into a puny strongling. Not a single extra ounce of muscle, but the existing muscles are noticeably stronger. I should content myself with looking weak but being strong, but part of me would prefer the other way round. It all balances up.