From late teens to early 30s, it was my plan to continue to play as much ball as I could, primarily soccer, football (tag/touch) and various forms of baseball, for the rest of my life. I always said that I was going to die of heart failure chasing a soccer ball around age 55. I mean, what the point of living if you can no longer play ball. I also expected to remain ultra skinny with high metabolism.
Haven't played soccer in about 40 yrs.
Haven't played football in about 30 yrs.
Haven't played any form of baseball in about 15 yrs.
I got somewhat fat. My metabolism is way too low. I am in really bad shape physically ( am mentally as well, but that is another story )
I got much older than I ever wanted to.
The Final Confirmation:
Today I got my first old age money from the govt. I don't know whether to be glad or sad. sigh
How I miss playing ball. sobb