The cobblestones at the pool today are rough and lumpy and hot as blazes. Too bad there's no way to move around that's easier on the knees than crawling. Guess I'll have to invent one.
Kneeless Mobility, Mark I. Bearable, but still hot on the hands.
Kneeless Mobility, Mark II. Better, but requires high-maintenance equipment. Could get awkward when I start dating.
Kneeless Mobility, Mark III. I call it "walking". Mom and Dad call it "about time". Grownups practice a more primitive form of this method that involves less tumbling. Don't know why my cameraman didn't catch this one; maybe the topless sunbathers nearby told a funny joke.