Probably hockey, at the moment. I picked it up late, in my 40s. Most people start at like 6, lmao. So I’m way behind, with a lot of catching up to do. I’m starting to get pretty serviceable out there, and I’m proud, but not satisfied.
The biggest thing is practice (obviously), and the best time to do that is at “stick time” or “public hockey” at a rink…. BUT…. the rinks always have that at like noon on a weekday. If you’re a normal adult with a normal job, you can’t make that time slot. LUCKILY, I’m in a ridiculously weird position to have an elderly parent at my age who I’m caring for, so…. no job right now, for the last few years.
So, I get up most weekdays and plan to head over to the rink to skate and shoot for a couple hours. I would be YEARS behind in my development without that. And I can additionally head straight to the gym after that, and stretch and work out for HOURS. I basically get to live like a full-time athlete, it’s awesome, haha. That lasts as long as my elderly father does, so I’m just trying to max it out while he’s still alive and I’m free all day like this, and hit all the stick times I possibly can.
Always loved watching it since I was young, especially the fights, haha. But my parents never let me play because of the expense and the time commitment. I played street hockey when I was a kid, just with friends, and I loved that, so I knew I’d love it on the ice. But it was just one of those things, you either started with everyone else in kindergarten, or you just didn’t play.
So I played other sports, and that was fun. I even played full-contact football into my 30s. Then I was idle for almost ten years, I figured sports were over for me, and I was starting to think about football coaching.
But then my mother died, and that caused me to move home to take care of my elderly and disabled father. I had moved away for college, but the area I grew up in is pretty hockey-crazy, and now I was back, and I was just kind of excited to feel hockey in the air, to see ice rinks, to see cars with hockey bumper stickers and window decals, etc.
One of the rinks is five minutes from my house. Just on a whim, I pulled in to ask the person at the desk if they knew of any avenues for an adult to maybe start playing, as I’d recently heard about “beer league”, recreational adult hockey leagues. The office was closed, but there was a brochure-holder on the wall, and in it was a brochure that said “Learn To Play Hockey”, and upon a closer look, saw it was for teens and adults.
That was all I needed. It was meant to be too, because the rink is owned by this company that owns a few rinks around this part of the state, but not all of them, and it’s their company’s program. If I had gone into any other rink I knew of at that time, they wouldn’t have had that brochure and none of this might have happened.
So I went out and bought skates, then started going to Friday night Public Skating, skating in circles with middle school kids, lmao. I did that for a couple of months, bought the rest of the necessary equipment, and started going to the Learn To Play class. Covid started almost immediately, lmao, but a year and change later I started for real, and now I’m in my third year playing the sport, playing my eighth season of beer league (and getting better! I get drafted in the middle now instead of the bottom, haha), and I’m going to do this as long as I can. Lots of guys in their 50s and even 60s, so I still have a lot of hockey to play, hopefully👍
@WhiteSteve Steve, you're doing the best you can - not that you need anyone to tell you so - and Steve, you're white - so - keep up the good getting out of bed in the morning 🛏️ 💤🛏️ 💤😴
Morning has nothing to do with my going to sleep and waking an hour or so later. The time of day when that may occur is entirely random.
Gasping for air because my nervous system sometimes does not send the proper signals for me to breathe autonomically, known as central sleep apnea, is my motivation for waking.
The quiet that the world makes while people and places are still asleep. The calm in air untouched from society swishing it around. Same with a little period in the late evening but it’s very brief
Tbh, there is nothing that motivates me to wake up in the morning anymore...
Maybe just my son and my mother personally i feel dead from the inside, just passing my years of life without doing anything important, you can say just living because i'm alive...
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