Yesterday the thought ran through my head, why do I do it? I am 13 years from being 50, and I think I look pretty damn good for a 37 year old. (Well, 37 in February) The guys I work out with at SAMBO are mostly in their 20’s and early 30’s (There are a few old guys, Serge, Ed, Me, Jud..) and I find myself back in the same boat I was with soccer. I am in my later 30’s competing against guys who are 10-15 years younger than me and still trying to compete at that level. Am I crazy? Am I a masochist? Am I just in denial?
I work out. By most peoples standards, I work out a lot. And I believe the results are obvious. Most people can’t believe that I am pushing 40. Maybe that is why I do it. The shock factor. Maybe it is because I hate not being able to do anything on a whim. (Anything Athletic that is)
Tough to call I tell you. It probably comes down to vanity. My self image is directly related to how I feel physically. If I feel soft and out of shape, I just don’t function well. (Maybe I am addicted to feeling sore, though if I don’t work out I feel a different more painful kind of sore)
I guess I do it because I like it. I do it because feeling good is important to me. I do it, because that is a part of who I am.
Just a thought.
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1 Smurf // Nov 30, 2008 at 1:31 pm
And here I thought you did it to keep up with me.
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