Yes, indeed - that gave me a good laugh...The first thing I would do is go for a long walk in the woods back behind our house, visit the huge old hickory I haven't seen in decades, revel in the freedom to be out in woods.
The second thing I would do is spend 3 days recovering while every muscle in my body screamed at me.
The third thing I would do is plan out a sensible reconditioning program.
As soon as I read this I had to sign up to reply. I spent huge parts of my childhood on Fanore beach and haven't managed to visit it in about 6 years now. But lying here in my bed on Sun morning I am nearly in tears at the thought of being able to run along the beach and jump down the dunes with my kids like my dad did with me.I'm loving this thread.....I would wake up early feeling refreshed, jump into the car with my partner, bodyboard and wetsuit and head down the coast to my favourite beach-Fanore Beach in County Clare. ( this is the west coast of Ireland, hence the wetsuit). As this is my fantasy, I could even drive. We'd suit up and spend a couple of hours splashing around and riding the waves, then would eat a hearty picnic breakfast that we had prepacked. We would be cold afterwards but would warm up easily!! We would then head off to visit friends and go for a long walk with them in my favourite area-the Burren-stopping to bend down and admire the wild flowers.
I got it - the boomers want to get out in nature and go!Wow, it's hard to know where to begin!
I would ski again, Whistler's Blackcombe Mtn, climb the North Shore Mountains, hike everywhere, camp with my grandkids, cycle, walk for miles, swim. dance, cook large family dinners, make snow angels (in the snow of course), travel to Machu Picchu, sail the seven seas. Finish writing my book(s). Have energy for photography, one of my passions and on and on. I'd do as much as financially possible until the day before I die. I'll die with a smile on my face.
OMG - another body builder....(and a singer - what a combination - I'll bet you could belt it out )Gardening. Dating? Haven't done that since I got sick 24 years ago at 32. Yuck! It's crazy out there. The gym. I miss the weight room. I was into body building. What would I do with a clear mind and no fatigue. I had to leave graduate school in shame. Sing. I had a degree in voice. But as the years go on the voice weakens, wobbles, loses pitch.
Help! I cant look forward without looking back!