Kind of a harsh judgement of others. However....
I understand your sentiment and applaud you for the choices you've made. And, not to be political (but you know I am about to
that's what makes this country so great...the ability to choose our lives and either benefit from, or pay for, our actions.
I grew up in a house where my dad smoked 3 packs of unfiltered Camel cigarettes a day. It wasn't until I was ~12 yrs. old that I realized it interfered with my eating (no clue about the health issues at the time). Never smoked.
In high school, one of my best friends was a reds, 'ludes and, eventually, cocaine user (which killed him @ 45
yet, all I did was smoke dope for a few years until I realized how much it affected my attitude and perspective on life.
~20 yrs. ago, I created a sciatic nerve issue playing competitive volleyball one night. Not long after I gave up high impact sports: v-ball, b-ball, downhill skiing, cross country skiing, backpacking, hiking, etc. So I went out and bought a mtn. bike because I needed to remain active. Best choice I made.
Ironically, becuz of a spill I took on my bike one day ~6 yrs. ago, it "realigned" my body and the sciatic nerve issue disappeared (still occasional morning soreness in that hip area, tho). However, after spending so long wondering if the condition was really gone, I am now getting back into hiking and hope to do my 1st backpack trip at the end of this summer (prob'ly overly optimistic) in over a decade or more.
BTW - I turned 66 this year.
To all those who made choices that improved their lives and the lives of those around you, I salute you. To those who did not, I hope you are able to find your way back to a path which brings you joy and happiness in the world.
Be smart. Be safe. Always have a plan b, c, d, etc.....
Originally Posted by
Ray9
A lot of people wonder why I do something every day that would kill most people if they tried it once. Because I read the warnings on cigarette packages I abstained from the habit in 1976 when the price of the lung destroyers was 35 cents a pack. Observations of friends and relatives that abused alcohol convinced me to avoid the poison and seeing the damage done to those who smoked weed and progressed to the stronger stuff alerted me to the reality that I and I alone have responsibility for my personal health.
In 1972 when I watched Frank Shorter win the Olympic Marathon I started running to stay in shape when no one else I knew was doing it. I ran for many years until my joints and ligaments began to protest and because I had saved thousands from not buying tobacco weed, or alcohol, I had the resources to purchase an expensive racing bicycle in 1983. It was the best investment of my life as nearly all of the people who were putting powder up their noses at the time are either already dead or swallowing their faces in a nursing home today.
As a libertarian I support the choices of all the corpses and institutionalized vegetables warehoused in beds across the nation enjoying the fruits of those choices. Every day at 72 I get on my bike and ride fifty miles, chasing the wind with clear lungs by choice. I know there is a risk due to traffic, driver inattention and impaired vehicle operation but it’s a risk worth taking just like the risk many others took when they voluntarily sabotaged their vital organs with chemicals.
If I should meet my end on the highway don’t feel sorry for me because any sympathy I have for those who threw away their health by eating like pigs, smoking like chimneys and drinking like fish can be measured in microns.
As a Baby boomer I got great deal. Jonas Salk and Alexander Fleming cleared the minefield of many diseases that took out depression-era citizens and my path was easier. I have a huge appreciation for those who worked so hard to make things better for me. That’s why I ride my bike; It’s good for my heart, my lungs and my mind.
You do what you want; you’re free for now. See you on the road.