Problems

I used to moonwalk
until I got so fat I can barely walk.

Puberty doubled my mass
in the short jaunt of a sophomore year
and my arches dropped then as my IQ is dropping now, the intellectual flatfoot that I am.

That means I've taken to water:
dancing is easier under buoyancy,
only lateral motion is a bitch.

The soft swirlee's I pull off with my toes are at the expense of tendons in my knees and 360 degrees is the new 90 if it was a day.

And no, spinning in the other direction will not undo dizziness,
it enhances the queasy sense of invulnerability
that has become my stick-to-itiveness.

Is it possible to have given up
while at the same time having refused to quit?