How did I get here? I didn’t use to be this way. I was a soccer player in high school, played collegiate rugby, was a professional whitewater guide and avid kayaker. I was a runner. I was a rock climber. Then over the years I became, as my youngest son used to call me, pudgy daddy. (it was kinda cute at the time). I’m that guy who doesn’t wanna be the guy I am.
In my own defense, there are gloves in that front pocket!
Ah, crap. Now I’m a middle aged guy trying to get back some semblance of my lost youth and health. You know how hard it is now? All the commercials tell me belly fat is almost impossible to lose unless I buy their product or their machine or their device whatever it may be. Don’t you have to just love TV? It’s so comforting sometimes!
Ok, so I got myself into this mess. What am I gonna do about it? Well, I’ll have my midlife crisis now thank you very much. No not a trophy wife and a shiny new Ferrari. I have a great wife and family (even that wise cracking youngest son of mine). Nope just give me a couple of nice bikes and some running shoes to help carry me to a different version of me.
Did you find yourself in the same boat that I did? What did you do about it?
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