Wow, my Mom called last night and a guy that I used to shoot skeet with almost every weekend passed away. We would bird hunt together from time to time and fished together every once in a while. He was just a downright good guy. From what we can gather so far he had his gallbladder removed last week, started feeling bad over the weekend, went to the hospital and died during the night of a heart attack. He was only 42!
I'm 38, almost 39 and have let myself get quite a bit out of shape. Not as much as some but I'm not in half the shape I used to be in. I guess I'll just always wonder if he was in better physical condition, would he have been OK. I know that I'll never know and I strongly feel that when the big man upstairs says it's time to go that it's time to go, period. It just really hit home that I'm close to the age he was when he passed away. It has just added more fuel to my fire that I do everything I can to prevent this from happening to me. I've had the "invincible" attitude for a long time that I can do whatever I want and be OK, that I could get back in shape in just a few weeks. I got in the habit of drinking far too much beer and not doing any exercise but in my mind it wouldn't happen to me. I used to be in good shape so what could ever happen to me? I tried to fool myself about my fitness level but could sure feel it after a couple of flights of stairs. Anyway, just felt the need to kind of let it all out. When your friends start passing away from things like it kind of makes you think, at least it makes me think. Thanks for letting me ramble. Sorry for the long post, Greg
I'm 38, almost 39 and have let myself get quite a bit out of shape. Not as much as some but I'm not in half the shape I used to be in. I guess I'll just always wonder if he was in better physical condition, would he have been OK. I know that I'll never know and I strongly feel that when the big man upstairs says it's time to go that it's time to go, period. It just really hit home that I'm close to the age he was when he passed away. It has just added more fuel to my fire that I do everything I can to prevent this from happening to me. I've had the "invincible" attitude for a long time that I can do whatever I want and be OK, that I could get back in shape in just a few weeks. I got in the habit of drinking far too much beer and not doing any exercise but in my mind it wouldn't happen to me. I used to be in good shape so what could ever happen to me? I tried to fool myself about my fitness level but could sure feel it after a couple of flights of stairs. Anyway, just felt the need to kind of let it all out. When your friends start passing away from things like it kind of makes you think, at least it makes me think. Thanks for letting me ramble. Sorry for the long post, Greg