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We have all sat and thought about things we used to be able to do, that we simply can't do anymore. Or a trait we used to have that we no longer do. People change over time. What are yours?
Something You Used To Be...And Now Aren't
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I have two major ones that come to mind all the time.
1-I used to be hyper-athletic. At 5'11" I could dunk a basketball with ease up until my early 20's. I remember senior year being hand timed in the 40 yard dash. I was clocked at a 4.7( I was pretty damn proud) I've always been fast as hell for my size. We used to have radar for our baseball team. I once clocked an 87 mph throw...bare in mind, ZERO accuracy with a baseball. But I could fling it pretty hard. Never played the sport but when playing with friends that played they would always be impressed by my arm strength....I was always in the outfield and just had to throw it in the general direction of home lol. I walked on my hands and I was one of 4 kids in the 1500 lb club at my school. Loved football, simply wasn't all that good at it. I didn't understand technique back then. I wanted to out muscle everyone.
Now...I dont know that if I jumped that both of my feet would actually leave the earth. If you see me running....you better fucking run, cause something bigger than me is coming and it's pissed. And last time I threw a football hard, my shoulder hurt for 3 days lol. Damn
1-I used to be hyper-athletic. At 5'11" I could dunk a basketball with ease up until my early 20's. I remember senior year being hand timed in the 40 yard dash. I was clocked at a 4.7( I was pretty damn proud) I've always been fast as hell for my size. We used to have radar for our baseball team. I once clocked an 87 mph throw...bare in mind, ZERO accuracy with a baseball. But I could fling it pretty hard. Never played the sport but when playing with friends that played they would always be impressed by my arm strength....I was always in the outfield and just had to throw it in the general direction of home lol. I walked on my hands and I was one of 4 kids in the 1500 lb club at my school. Loved football, simply wasn't all that good at it. I didn't understand technique back then. I wanted to out muscle everyone.
Now...I dont know that if I jumped that both of my feet would actually leave the earth. If you see me running....you better fucking run, cause something bigger than me is coming and it's pissed. And last time I threw a football hard, my shoulder hurt for 3 days lol. Damn
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My second one is a mental thing I guess. I grew up as what you would call one of the popular guys I guess. Making friends has always been super easy for me. I've always been on point in a crowd, never shy. Always was good with the ladies. I was always a favorite of my teachers and have always been a favorite of my supervisors at work. Even to this day. I only work part time, but when I show up everyone gets excited.
But...I fucking HATE people. It's all a show. I used to love the attention. Now, I don't even want them to look at me, but I can't help but "turn on" when presented the opportunity. I'm naturally funny and quick whitted. And I do love talking shit. I'm great at it. But since I got older, I got fat, my self esteem plummeted and I seriously fucking hate going in public. I hate crowds. I don't want to be anywhere unfamiliar. I could go the rest of my life not making human contact in real life outside of my wife and kids and be perfectly fine. People can take their popularity and stick it up their asses lol.
But...I fucking HATE people. It's all a show. I used to love the attention. Now, I don't even want them to look at me, but I can't help but "turn on" when presented the opportunity. I'm naturally funny and quick whitted. And I do love talking shit. I'm great at it. But since I got older, I got fat, my self esteem plummeted and I seriously fucking hate going in public. I hate crowds. I don't want to be anywhere unfamiliar. I could go the rest of my life not making human contact in real life outside of my wife and kids and be perfectly fine. People can take their popularity and stick it up their asses lol.
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So many things, but that’s how it should be...
“Enjoy the blessing of strength while you have it and do not bewail it when it is gone, unless, forsooth, you believe that youth must lament the loss of infancy, or early manhood the passing of youth. Life's race-course is fixed; Nature has only a single path and that path is run but once, and to each stage of existence has been allotted its own appropriate quality; so that the weakness of childhood, the impetuosity of youth, the seriousness of middle life, the maturity of old age.. each bears some of Nature's fruit, which must be garnered in its own season.”
- Marcus Tullius Cicero
“Enjoy the blessing of strength while you have it and do not bewail it when it is gone, unless, forsooth, you believe that youth must lament the loss of infancy, or early manhood the passing of youth. Life's race-course is fixed; Nature has only a single path and that path is run but once, and to each stage of existence has been allotted its own appropriate quality; so that the weakness of childhood, the impetuosity of youth, the seriousness of middle life, the maturity of old age.. each bears some of Nature's fruit, which must be garnered in its own season.”
- Marcus Tullius Cicero
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I was a backcountry hiker almost my entire life, all the way through my 50's. But hitting 60 was like hitting a wall. Also, since my bout of Corona Virus back in December, I've been suffering through something akin to chronic fatigue syndrome. I basically have a 3-hour window to get all my errands and chores done. It also has played hell with my short-term memory. Docs say it will get better with time which it has, but not to expect to ever return 100% to pre-illness form. It's why I tell my friends who are vaccination shy that COVID is no joke and the consequences will change your life perhaps forever. I've been lucky in that I had a mild case, but I've lost too many friends to ever think it's not something to take lightly.
I'm fortunate that my GF has really picked up the slack (without me even asking). She's much younger than I and just got her first vaccination (Moderna) last week with zero side effects other than a flu shot like injection site soreness. Whenever I get frustrated about what I can't do, I try to focus on how much of my life I still have and definitely count my blessings.
Life changes as we age, and what I have found is that life is what you make of it.
I'm fortunate that my GF has really picked up the slack (without me even asking). She's much younger than I and just got her first vaccination (Moderna) last week with zero side effects other than a flu shot like injection site soreness. Whenever I get frustrated about what I can't do, I try to focus on how much of my life I still have and definitely count my blessings.
Life changes as we age, and what I have found is that life is what you make of it.
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Used to have better leg strength than arm strength. I could leg press 360 - 410 easily. Could hike trails easily. Literally hiked a 1,200 ft. tall Colorado mountain, and it remains one of the best experiences in my life.
Getting stuck in a wheelchair literally changed all of it. My legs can barely do 40 lbs. now, and that's on a good day.
I also used to flat out SUCK at writing. No easy way to put it. My stories were trash back then, and my grammar was worse; I literally failed high school grammar in my senior class.
Writing stories online changed that. I got honest feedback. I learned. I grew. And eventually, my writing, while it probably won't make any New York Times bestsellers list, grew to be something I'm proud of and something I spend every day doing.
Getting stuck in a wheelchair literally changed all of it. My legs can barely do 40 lbs. now, and that's on a good day.
I also used to flat out SUCK at writing. No easy way to put it. My stories were trash back then, and my grammar was worse; I literally failed high school grammar in my senior class.
Writing stories online changed that. I got honest feedback. I learned. I grew. And eventually, my writing, while it probably won't make any New York Times bestsellers list, grew to be something I'm proud of and something I spend every day doing.
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Great topic and really is hitting home with me and a struggle I have right now....
I grew up playing golf, played whenever I could. Was on college golf team and at my best played to a 5-6 Handicap. Gave up the game in early 2000 and didnt play for near 15 years when my nephew caught the golf bug and got me to go out on the course again. (We were in Aruba on a family vacation, how could I say no). So since then my daughters grew a fondness for the driving range, which got the blood pumping again, and then during Covid Quarantine and 100's of youtube vids, I became hooked again (no pun intended).
Now I've been at it for the better part of it for the last year, and while I have no expectation of reaching the level I played at in the past, I cant believe I can be as bad at the game as I am. Like, first time ever playing golf kind of bad. It's pretty demoralizing, but another reminder that I'm no spring chicken.
I grew up playing golf, played whenever I could. Was on college golf team and at my best played to a 5-6 Handicap. Gave up the game in early 2000 and didnt play for near 15 years when my nephew caught the golf bug and got me to go out on the course again. (We were in Aruba on a family vacation, how could I say no). So since then my daughters grew a fondness for the driving range, which got the blood pumping again, and then during Covid Quarantine and 100's of youtube vids, I became hooked again (no pun intended).
Now I've been at it for the better part of it for the last year, and while I have no expectation of reaching the level I played at in the past, I cant believe I can be as bad at the game as I am. Like, first time ever playing golf kind of bad. It's pretty demoralizing, but another reminder that I'm no spring chicken.
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It's hard to accept that you can't do what once came so naturally.
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I was never that good at golf. But in my 30's nd 40's I could drive it well over 300 yards when I connected and hit straight. I can still hit 250 on occasion but nothing like the old days. Funny thing though, I'm better at the overall golf game now that I'm retired and have more time to work on it.