Originally posted by DaMayor
Once again, Albob, your wisdom is appreciated. And by the way, golf, while perhaps not as flashy as some, is a helluva sport. I've played for years. (You were very fortunate to meet Curtis Strange.) After giving it some thought (at the gym) this evening, I have determined that my problem is two-fold. First, I need to quit worrying excessively about being 36, or older, or fatter...this only hurts my momentum. Secondly, I think I am expecting too much too soon. I always have, and perhaps always will, expect the best from myself, and maybe I'd be justified in beating myself up if/when I QUIT. But maybe I shouldn't beat myself up because some guy at the next station is ten years younger, or twenty pounds leaner,and I can't catch up to him, or others like him, as quickly as I used to. (Besides, due to pharmaceutical advances, I may be competing with more than just 'some guy')
I think my point here stems from the word I used in the first sentence.....Wisdom. Maybe the key here is drawing on the wisdom I do have. Aye! There's the rub! And of course, it wouldn't hurt to quit whining so much, eh? Thanks again, guys!