Mountaineering and scuba diving, sort of

In the "what's it like being Rico" category, some things I used to do have now transmogrified.
I used to do some scrambling (not really what you'd call mountaineering; I've never driven a piton, for instance), and I remember the admonishment to always maintain three points of contact (your feet and a hand, or a foot and two hands). Now I do it in the shower, lest I have a dizzy moment (especially when I have my eyes closed, like when I'm shampooing) and go over sideways.
Then there was the scuba moment at the sleep clinic the other night, when they put the big face mask on me with the air compressor blowing in my face. It will, long term, allow me to sleep without snoring, so the ladyfriend can stop sleeping on the couch out of desperation.
So, it's like that in here; the same, only different.
It is often, as I've noted before, just like being drunk without the privilege of drinking...