I have a good friend, JW, who told his two sons that he didn’t care what sport they played as long as it was one they could play for life. I love that philosophy. He (now past fifty) and his wife regularly play tennis. His youngest son has just taken up golf.
My son, all seven years old of him, just sprinted out of the car, up the stairs, through the pro shop and onto the indoor courts. It is the last day of tennis camp. He has already made us promise that he can take the fall session. I think, and hope, that he has found his life’s sport. (And he’s gotten his older sister intrigued by the idea….)
I know runners, bicyclists, swimmers, golfers, soccer, and tennis players, all of them middle-aged. My fencing coach in college was well into his early 70’s when I started as an 18-year-old. I remain amazed and encouraged by all of them. With my increasingly bad knees and “micro-lung” (what STPT Instructor McGuire called my constant shortness of breath), I’m not sure what my life’s sport will be. But I’ve tried a lot of them!
What’s your sporting life look like?