We were at pizza joint with a group of my wife’s friends. They’re mostly her friends from yoga. Yoga folks are pretty cool and I enjoy hanging out with them. As a rule they are all fit and health conscious. It never fails that one or two of them quiz me on the subject of my less passionate view of yoga. I don’t do yoga, but I stretch every morning for about half an hour plus or minus a few minutes here and there.
Mixed in with the purest yoga students there are runners who practice yoga. While I never bring up the subject of running many of them know that I run or at least have completed many somewhat difficult runs. (Brenda told them) They are all younger and will at times ask for advice. (Often the advice relates to a medical concern. Brenda also told them of me medical background.)
Sooner to later, like the yoga inquiry, I get quizzed about my running, which is only about 2 miles a day. That’s enough for me for the moment.
When I mention 2 miles a day jaws may pop open as if I’ve uttered a severely unacceptable comment or committed some sacrilege. One fellow asked me if I missed it referring to running longer distances. I said no, plainly and simply I don’t miss running long solo miles. If I keep the mileage at three or less per run River, my nearly 9-year-old lab, is happy to run along with me. Beyond 3 miles and she gets bored. At two miles she’s happy and I have company while running.
Another inquisitor asked me if I missed triathlons. (Brenda, again) He’s training for a triathlon. He’s heard I have completed lots of them. As with running, “Nope,” I answered. When I said “Nope” the yoga runners and yoga triathletes looked at me with saddened eyes as if I had nothing to live for.
“Look,” I said to the small audience watching to see if I was going to die on the spot, “I do a lot of exercise.” I added, “ I stretch every morning, which is a lot like your yoga. A number of the stretches are actually yoga moves.” The audience appear unimpressed.
Then, I pointed out that indeed I run only 2 miles a day. I also ride a bike by time rather than distance or some combination of time and distance everyday for an hour to 90 minutes. So, I pointed out I get a lot of exercise. The additional cycling seemed to satisfy many that I was doing the correct amount of physical fitness training.
I was going to mention that those exercise intervals are warm-ups sessions only. That the 2 to 3 hours per day doing those workouts are, in fact, not my primary sport. Further I didn’t mention that I head to the gym once or twice per week. All of which are secondary activities to the 2 to 5 hours per day of archery practice. It seemed to me, that in the setting of the conversation, bringing to light the nearly 8-hour day of work to be a decent archer would have been wasted breath.
Everyone around Brenda and I eating pizza was a lot younger. The top end age, outside of Brenda and I, was probably upper 30s to at most 42 years old. The majority of those in attendance were younger than our children. They all workout several times per week at yoga and a few do train to run or work toward completing an international distance triathlon. Most of them have jobs, not all, so working out or training much more than they’re doing takes a certain frame of mind. The question becomes what it is you want and what are you willing to give up to get it.
What I learned is that what time most of them put toward exercise and fitness max’ed out at around 14 hours per week. That’s good and overall for most people a lot of exercise. None of them is working toward any specific sport goal beyond a completion of some target event.
“I’m training to do a triathlon,” or “I’m training to run a 5K,” are great goals and eventual achievements. There is, however, a difference when your goals include breaking records, winning titles and championships, or being ranked top in the world. This difference in the meaning for the exercise or training in no way implies one set of priorities is more important than the other. There’s just a difference.
There are fields where I am an expert.(1) As many of you too are experts at something. It might be that you are an expert electrician, builder, surgeon or athlete. Don’t you find it odd when someone that has never done what it is where you are an expert and that someone decides to provide advice to you at your job?
Before I go further I am removing archery from my areas of expertise. I’m good at shooting a bow and I’m a USA Level 3 NTS Coach but compared to other endeavors archery doesn’t come close to sections of my life where I remain an expert. By expert I mean one the top in the World.
When I worked I considered myself the best in the World at what I did. On occasions I received unsolicited awards for my work. Not a one is on display in my home. I have a friend that won a number of Academy Awards; he keeps a few on display in his basement. The other Oscars are stored in a box. He’s certainly an expert at his job. It would never occur to me to give him advance on his work.
The Global Awards have a division for the type of work where I was involved. Once I thought I might earn a Global. I was a runner up. They gave me a nice framed award for not winning. But, I did come close with only a $10,000 budget from which to work. (2) So, I find it amazing when people feel the need to educate me with their business acumen, especially when they’ve never worked in business. I also find it amazing when some bike shop technician tries to educate me on cycling.
There’s a local bike shop I visit for parts and repairs. They employ a bike tech that in his mind is an expert on a variety of topics from cycling to business to science. Yesterday he tried to sale me tires I didn’t want. I needed new tires, which is why I was in the shop. My choice didn’t meet his opinion of what he thought I should be riding.
I explained the tires I selected from the wall display were ideal for the bike and my riding. He offered the tires he would rather I purchase which would make me go faster. I suggested that my legs were in fact what might make me go faster. Further, I pointed out I ride a bike for fun and had no intention of racing in the near future if ever again. In addition if I did race it wouldn’t be on that bike. He couldn’t leave it alone and claimed I was ignoring science.
First, I never ignore science. I’m a bona fide scientist and science fueled my career along with law and business. Secondly, I doubt the bike tech has ever gone as fast or as far on a bike I have in the past.(3) I wanted to puff up at the tech and explain I’ve raced for a living, raced in Europe, and placed as high as 4thin a cycling world championship.(4) Additionally, I’ve been a member of a USA Team that included cycling and raced at the Ironman World Championship in Hawaii. (5,6) Yet, I said nothing.
I did get the tires I wanted and the bike tech put them on the bike while I left to purchase another blueberry tree to plant. The bike was ready when I returned with the tree sitting in my truck. While checking me out he asked if I was following the Tour, as in Tour de France for non-cycling readers.
I told him no I wasn’t explaining I didn’t know any of the guys racing any longer and wasn’t interested. I am interested enough that I’ll purchase the DVD of the race when it is complete. But, since I don’t know of the riders I’ll watch it later.
I didn’t add that when I raced for Trek and trained sometimes in Kennett, MO I’d share my training route with Lance Armstrong so that he could ride the route while he was visiting Sheryl Crow. Sharing that with the bike tech might have meant I’d need to hear his lecture on doping.
As I left the bike shop with my newly installed tires not once did I consider racing a bicycle beyond a possible time trial. The bike tech was shaking his head as he considered the old fool leaving with non-recommended tires.
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At the 2019 Georgia Field Archery Championship in the age group of athletes from 60 to 70 years old the prior State record was surpassed by three archers including the prior record holder having set the old record in 2017. In the women’s over 50 group a new record was set. That means two new records with four scores surpassing prior records were achieved. Outside of those Masters athletes only one other record was broken in the cub group. (1)
Looking at Masters athletes as a whole a group of investigators found that improvements among the Masters athletes is advancing more rapidly than among younger athletes.(2) The researchers stated that, “While younger athletes’ performance has stagnated, Masters athletes improved their athletic performance significantly and progressively over the years. The magnitude of improvements was greater in older age groups gradually closing the gap in athletic performance between younger and older participants.”(2)
If you have read my writing here you’ll know that I’ve been offering the opinion that Masters athletes are being overlooked by sports companies. We, the older athletes, are indeed reaching new levels of skill not seen from past performances. I remain steadfast in my belief that companies bypassing the recognition, particularly in the US, of Masters athletes are missing a major market opportunity. (Wake up -Nike, Elite, Hoyt, Mathews, UnderArmour, and you other sport companies and smell the sweat.)
Being way behind on 3D practice is not a good place to be 10 days out from the ASA State Championship. In past years I had two bows: one for target archery the other for 3D. The fancy target bow seemed to occasional throw an arrow off the mark.
I mentioned to the techs where I’d purchased the bow that occasionally it seemed to fling an arrow some place other than where I was aiming. They said it was me. When I finally convinced the bow shop where I’d purchased the bow that is wasn’t right it was returned for the company to look for a problem.
The company found a problem, supposedly corrected it, and the bow was back in my hand yesterday after several months of being absent. In the absence of the target bow I’d been using my hunting/3D bow during tournaments. That bow I’d been using for targets (dots) was converted back to a hunter class rig for 3D a few days ago.
Certainly I could have used a target set up for 3D – long stabilizers and a scope. I’ve done that in the past. Maybe in the future I’ll shoot 3D with a target rig again. The thing is I prefer shooting 3D using a hunter class rig.
To make things a bit more challenging there is no hunter class at ASA in my age group. So, I’ve qualified for the tournament by dropping down into a younger division. I expect I’ll be competing against archers that aren’t much older than my children.
During a conversation with Reo Wilde I mentioned I’d like to get to a point where I can compete against the archers he shoots against. He mentioned, “All these young guys are so good.” He is right there are a lot of younger archers that are good. There are also a lot of younger archers that aren’t so good – he doesn’t need to shoot against them. Reo Wilde, also, doesn’t compete in 3D. On the other hand I did get my wish to compete against younger archers.
I’ve looked at 3D in the same way I considered mountain bike racing compared to road bike racing. The disciplines are different and each attracts it’s own breed of athlete. Switching over from one disciple to the other provides a nice break. And I figure, with archery, put the dot in the middle and shoot the dot. It isn’t as if I’m trying to race these younger guys through the woods on a mountain bike.
In cycling I change my gears a lot. In archery changing gears is merely going from one discipline to another. For instance, going from indoor archery to outdoor archery. In this specific case it is going from shooting dots to 3D.
During 3D tournaments I gear down in yardage and equipment. I don’t have to make an 80-yard shot in 3D. But, I do need to make a 40-yard shot. Forty yards seems quaint after training at 80 yards. It isn’t quaint.
First off shooting a 3D animal is never a give me. Even a 20 yard shot can end up wasting a whole day of competition. The problem isn’t the distance, it is the target. Sure 20 yards is a breeze when you can see the X. A turkey hen is tough at twenty yards – you can’t see the X on a javelina at 40 yards. (X being the center 10 ring, you can forget the 12 rings)
Secondly, during 3D I shoot the same set-up I’d use hunting – no scope, a short stabilizer and pins. I just don’t enjoy 3D as much using long stabilizers and a scope. It feels a little like field archery only closer in some instances.
The third challenge I have is competing against much younger athletes. Their physical fitness isn’t the advantage they have it is their eyesight. The darker the view the less effective the light gathering is with nearly 65-year-old eyes. There’s simply nothing I can do about the decreased ability of my eyes to pick up light.
Still the Georgia State ASA Championship is just a few weeks away and it is time to concentrate on 3D. Thus far in 2019 I’ve only shot in two 3D events. In those I only averaged 9.5 points per target. That’s isn’t good enough to win an ASA State Championship. No, to win the average, against the folks that shoot 3D with a passion here in Georgia, I need to be averaging 10.4 points per target – and that might not cut it.
Yes, the younger 3D shooters in the hunter class here are tough. I’d do better against them if the only gears I needed to change were in fact on a bicycle.
Savannah, Georgia in July is hot. It’s hot in Savannah every July. I grew up in Savannah and every summer it was hot. This July continues to meet expectations of heat. Regardless of the heat archers showed up to compete at the GBAA State Field Championship.
Most everyone if not everyone shooting was from the South. There was little complaining about the heat. If you’d grown up with Southern summer heat despite the 100% relative humidity and 97°F temperature you might have thought this is a pretty nice day. There was an occasional breeze, archers were mostly under the shade of tall pine trees and it didn’t rain. Overall, a really nice day for archery.
Before coming to the tournament I’d looked over the past years’ results at the GBAA website. My friend, Jerry had set the record for our age group in 2017. I expected Jerry to show up and he did. So did Bob.
I consider Jerry and Bob friends. I look forward to seeing them at tournaments. We live too far apart to get together aside from archery unless someone is willing to make a 4-hour drive. But, they are welcome faces whenever I see them. I also know I’ve got to shoot against them.
At the recent Georgia Cup Jerry and I went head to head for the first place finish. Then, there’s Bob. Bob beats me and sometimes I beat Bob. It comes down to mistakes. That is, which one of us is going to make the most mistakes generally loses. Bob and Jerry are not all that generous at giving away points.
During the first day that started at 0900 and ended at 1730 I was lucky and assigned to a group with Bob, Jerry and Tony. Tony had driven to Savannah from Winston-Salem, North Carolina. When Tony mentioned Winston-Salem my thoughts went to Wake-Forest, my grandfather that once lived there and our former home near the Outer Banks. I do miss our place on the water but don’t miss the hurricanes.
Day one moved amazingly slowly. You know if you shoot field or 3D there’s often that group that bogs down the pace. Yes we had such a group and long backups. All I can add and remain polite is at least it didn’t rain. There was thunder in the distance on day one and afternoon storms are not uncommon on the coast but we were spared that misery only needing to suffer through body aging blood pressure lifting waiting. Before long each new stake began to feel like the first shots of the day.
Let me say the Ogeechee Bowman, who put on the show, are really lucky to have such a great place to shoot. The range, county owned, is maintained by the Ogeechee Bowman and truly nice.
Jerry thankfully was with Bob and I. Jerry is an expert on all things archery and can explain, at least to me, what to do without making me feel stupid. Of course, I’d read the rules of field archery before hand and had purchased some field archery targets for practice. Still, there’s a lot of moving around and shooting at different targets from the same stakes or walking up (getting closer) to targets. There are further different colored stakes and a variety of distances depending on the shooting trial for each third of the competition. Reading the rules and putting them into practice are different.
One observation about the sunbaked archers is that there was a lot of grey hair on their heads – those that had hair. I counted to learn 42% of the archers were over 50 years old while only 6% were included in the Cub and Youth divisions. Now, back to Bob and Jerry.
At the onset of shooting Jerry was the record holder in this field archery competition. I had no idea how Bob was going to shoot aside from it would be good. Beyond that, I didn’t know really know what to expect. The plan was to simply shoot my shots. That is all anyone can do.
Jerry had traveled further to get to the shoot and Bob mentioned he’d not been sleeping well. On the other hand I was rested and felt good. I felt I had a little edge on both of them.
On the field round let me say Bob was very stubborn and possessive with his points. He kept more of his than I did of mine. In return, during the animal and the hunter portions of the event I kept more of my point than Bob did of his. So, (Paul, if you are reading this please share this with Bob) I beat Bob 2 out of 3.
Sadly, that isn’t the way Field archery is scored. I will say Bob, at least on one target where his brain was elsewhere, did open a door for me. He quickly closed that door. His recovery was something that would have been television worthy and crushing to those of us that despite doing very little wrong couldn’t keep up.
When the day was over Jerry, who’d kept us in line, had broken his former State record. I’d broken Jerry’s former record and his new record. But, then there’s Bob. Bob took the grand prize and set a new State Record. Jerry’s old record was bettered three times in one day. (Paul, I know you read these – please let Bob know he only won by 0.2% if you do the math.)
Certainly, I wanted to win. But, when I don’t it isn’t so bad that Bob or Jerry wins. The GBAA State Field Champion was Bob’s win. I know next time we meet up we’ll enjoy competing against each other and we do make each other perform better. (Deep down – I’d rather have won – dang it, Bob)
Today, I received an email from a potential sport sponsor. They invited me to be an “Ambassador.” For that title all I had to do was purchase their gear at a discount of 35%. I said no. I like their gear. I use it. But, I’m not going to market it for them at a cost to me.
The sport industry on the US is big. Annually, the 2019 estimate is for a gross of $73.5 billion US dollars. (1). That’s a lot of money. The company that contacted me has annual gross sales of $8.1 million US dollars. Let me be clear, I use their products everyday, but I won’t essentially pay to work for them. Their employees earn an average of $54,000 per year. Their mid-level managers are earning around $81,000 per year. So, why did they contact me?
Their “Ambassador” program, like those “Pro” staff programs are marketing and sales tools designed to generate growth by identifying athletes that have some merit who might help the company gain recognition in a specific market. Perhaps, the company that contacted me has seen that one of the largest markets in sport is people over 50 years of age. In fact, it is a growing market. (2)
Archery is also growing at a rate decent rate. One report suggests archery is growing globally at 7.19%. (3) In the US the archery market grosses around $535 million US dollars per year. (4)
I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to freely give my time and money to companies, even those I like, unless there’s a return. In any arrangement, unless there’s benefit and detriment to both parties, there’s no deal as far as I’m concerned. A 35% discount is not enough of a detriment on the company’s part or benefit to me to create a deal.
In archery, the overall largest segment of competitive athletes is those over 50 years old. (5) I’m glad to see that perhaps one company has identified that segment of a large industry. If, indeed, it was my age that contributed to the company’s marketing contact. No matter the case, there’s no deal.
Training, just maybe, isn’t all that much fun. Archery tournaments don’t leave me sore from laughing. Certainly, during practice or training there are epochs of fun. When a practice session is over you should feel you enjoyed the workout with some degree of satisfaction. Tournaments have moments of satisfaction. But, fun? At times archery feels like work.
We all know fun when we’re having fun. Archery, without a doubt can be fun. But, it is also work.
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines fun as:
“What provides amusement or enjoyment,a mood for finding or making amusement, to indulge in banter or playproviding entertainment, amusement, or enjoyment.”
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines work as:
“To perform or carry through a task requiring sustained effort or continuous repeated operations. To perform or carry through a task requiring sustained effort or continuous repeated operations.To function or operate according to plan or design. An activity in which one exerts strength or faculties to do or perform something.”
You can decide which of these definitions best matches your practice of archery. You may decide there’s some overlap. Admittedly, I am almost curious enough to ask for responses to the question.
You can, of course, respond. But, to get the larger answer to whether we’re having fun or is what archers do more like work I’d need to generate a more scientific type survey tool. I’ll give that some thought. Creating a bona fide survey tool collecting the data then compiling the results could be fun.
Face it we all have an ego. Heck, I have a webpage – how egotistical is that?
Athletes are often portrayed has being extremely egocentric. Being athletic or being a recognized athlete doesn’t mean that such an individual necessarily has a big head. But, you’ve meet them, those big headed folks (athletic or not) that never hesitate to let everyone know just how awesome they are at whatever endeavor they feel they are the best. I’ve even met people willing to inculcate their proficiency on an activity they only just encountered.
Too often an excessive ego doesn’t match the skills. My first memorable encounter with a person that thought he was a gift to all of us (in the case it was a he) was in cycling. The fellow was a decent recreational rider and loved the sport. He’d show up at our training rides – in the days when I raced bicycles. The rides were open to anyone that could hang on.
The guys on our team were fast. There was a core group of six riders. All six of those riders picked up multiple State Championships, raced multiple National Championships (one winner), raced in Europe (two riders), represented the USA at World Championships (two riders, 3 Championships), and one made the Olympic Team. I’m not exaggerating when I point out this was a fast group.
During a training ride, two to six of this core group would ride together. A training ride might start with 15 to 20 riders. Most would be dropped before 20 miles. The rides ranged in distance from 20 miles to 100 miles. There was this one guy, Mr. Bike Ego, who considered he was our gift to be adored.
Mr. Bike Ego would get dropped nearly 100% of the time before we’d ridden ten miles. He’d circle back or cut he course and hook back up with the group. This was a common practice since we trained on a loop and he was not alone in being dropped. He’d cut the course then get dropped again and repeat his shortened relaxed pace ride. As I wrote many people did this until they could ride stronger and faster and could hang in for the entire ride. Most worked hard at staying with the faster group. Mr. Bike Ego stood apart from those who worked. Yet, he remained steadfast in his pronounced ability.
Occasionally, after our group of six had beaten each other half to death Mr. Bike Ego would hook back up with the remains of the day a kilometer or so before the sprint to the finish. No one in the group paid him attention beyond keeping clear of his bike. The groups’ goal was to outsprint the others in the group.
Mr. Bike Ego would be left alone and hopefully he’d stay out of our way. In a full sprint no one wanted his squirrely bike handling skills anywhere around. He’d jump, as if he was going for the win, and typically we’d let him go for safety’s sake. If we started sprinting too soon we’d have to pass him while he bounced side to side down the road.
As a result, Mr. Bike Ego, who’d casually pedaled his bike for less than 10 miles might cross the finish line ahead of us, those that had ridden 60 or more miles. When that first happened, Mr. Bike Ego laughed and cried and bragged at how he’d beaten us. We let if go, for a while.
Eventually we pointed out the discrepancy of his self-proclaimed victory. Aside from that one comment we offered it was ride and let ride. Our mention of his pseudo-win never took hold with him. To this day he believes he should have been on some Tour de France Team as a cyclist despite the fact he never won a bike race.
In archery there are some folks with pronounced egos. For the most part these people are few and far between. Archery has no room for fools. You either hit the mark or not – everyone knows. This is particularly true in 3D where an archer can’t hide on the line.
Shooting on a line with a hundred or more archers you are essentially invisible like a zebra in a herd. You are hard to pick out unless a coach or family member is closely watching. Even diehard observers of archery events where thousands of arrows fly become glassy eyed and numb following a few ends.
In 3D you are always alone at the stake. Someone is watching and no one cares how you perform. That is unless they are secretly praying for you to screw-up in order that the watcher gains points off of your error. In such a way, the individual that prayed for your mistake, if their prayer is answered, might take home a $3.00 medal to display over the fireplace where it hangs from the antlers of that trophy four point buck bagged a few years ago with a rifle or Ford F-150.
You may have won more National or World Championship titles than folks can easily remember and out of the blue you can blow a shot. It happens. Archery can be cruel. So, it is kind of hard to be Mr. Archery Ego with that flopped shot waiting in your quiver. The second you puff up that screwed up shot is begging to be released. Believe me though; Mr. Archery Ego is out there.
Mr. Archery Ego is likely not shooting at National Championships or World Championships. He’s probably a local fellow that’s a big fish in a small pond. Or at least a fish that in his or her mind is just waiting to show Reo Wilde, Jeff Hopkins and Levi Morgan how they’ve been doing it wrong all these years.
You may have noticed I’d gone from a generic ‘individual’ to ‘he’ in this writing. I’m not trying to be sexist or disregard women. I just haven’t met “Ms. Ego” although she too may be out there. Regardless of the scientifically proven fact that women talk more than men when it comes to braggadocio women play it cool. Oh, they’ll beat a guy to a pulp on the range but they’ve mastered the ability to have you not feel so bad about it. Women are just more advanced with their egos than men. I expect they quietly laugh behind our backs, which could explain the occasional smile men get and misinterpret as a friendly acknowledgement.
Last week, I watched the ultimate example of an over blown ego in a self-produced video by a Mr. Archery Ego. He, apparently, had one of those sticks that held his camera away from his body while he aimed the camera at himself. As I watched, I became hooked in the way someone does who can’t stop staring at a County Fair Sideshow Oddity.
During the video Mr. Archery Ego is walking through a wooded area. He’s creeping along as if he’s hunting. He’s speaks to viewers in in hushed tones to prevent a possible animal from hearing then running away.
As he creeps along he continues to quietly yammer away about himself, his bow, his arrows and his release. I would not have been surprised to have seen a sign pop up while he mentioned his equipment that displayed a little “#” tag.
I nearly did stop watching. It was just too much of a weird thing. Just as I lifted a finger to end the video he spotted his prey. The video continued to run.
Somewhere tracked in front of him, in this wooded area, he’d discovered his target. He continued to whisper, his voice now barely audible. I knew he was preparing to shoot a hash tag hungry arrow.
Before even an arrow could be nocked, he went into a yardage-judging trance. With the camera now aimed at his face he posed looking serious, concerned, he frowned, rubbed his chin, and wagged the fingers on his free hand in the air. He whispered advice toward the camera’s microphone to viewers perhaps locked on his every breathed word. After minutes he’d completed mental gyrations and declared the required shot distance to all of us.
As be put down the camera in order to execute the shot, leaving it recording his boots, I had to wonder, is he going to shoot a cow? What other animal is dumb enough to just stand there? A dog would have run away or toward him. Who shoots a dog, anyway? There is certainly not a deer wating for an arrow unless it is tied down. It can’t be a rabbit, pig, or fox; they’d all have been long gone. Like everyone who views this hunt I’d have to wait while watching shoes.
The bow pop of an arrow being released is heard as I continued to examine Mr. Archery Ego’s boots. There’s a hushed exclamation, of “Yes!” and I knew something had an arrow in it. I’ve got to see what this fellow has shot.
The camera pans away from the foot apparel as he gathers the attached stick. Together we walk. His seriousness is portrayed as he instructs us, facing the camera his feet free from scrutiny, while walking toward a prize all the while an excited yet controlled voice tells the viewers about the shot. As we get closer to his kill, Mr. Archery Ego is in full bloom. I gawk at my screen in astonished marvel. We’ve finally seen the prey.
There is no comparison of the steely non-running nerve of the ever still foam animal. This man has stalked a foam target. Well no wonder it didn’t run off, it was staked to the ground. It was here I pressed ‘Stop.’
I admit I too have posted poorly self-produced videos. I’ve even got an un-posted video of a really cool shot that I can’t figure out how to download. One day I may be able to post that video. But, webpage and all, I remain a mere second rate marketer of my ego’s desires by comparison.
Cheers to the fellow that captured my attention. P.T. Barnum’s point has once again been verified.
There are lots of articles at this site about the benefits of exercise. Some people exercise their entire lives. Others are professional athletes where various forms of exercise are their work. For some of us exercise is an activity done at best a few times a week. For too many people exercise is an activity they avoid.
When we see young fit glorified professional athletes we are amazed at their being ability. You may think, “I could never do that.” Perhaps, it is outside your ability. If you are 5 feet 4 inches tall, age 50 and overweight, you will not ever play in the NBA.
You do not need to be a professional athlete to be fit. You don’t need to be 6 six 8 inches tall to enjoy playing basketball. Being fit has nothing to do with professional athletes. There are a lot of ex-professional athletes, now in the 50s and 60s who are massively out of shape. There are also plenty that remain fit. There, too, are amazingly fit individuals that have never earned a dime in sport.
Being unfit can reduce how long you get to live. I had a friend, tremendously unfit, who once said to me, “I’m here for a good time, not a long time.” He said this to me when we ran into one another after years of not seeing each other. I nearly didn’t recognize him. A few months later he fulfilled his statement.
A lack of fitness will increase your risk for: coronary heart disease, heart attack, diabetes, hip fracture, high blood pressure, sleep apnea, obesity, and being over weight. On the other hand exercise can lead a disability free extra 18.4 years of life.
Aging well is supported by fitness. If you are young begin now developing a life style that will lead to an enjoyable existence in your later years. If you have reached a point in your life that you feel too old to begin exercise you are mistaken.
In 2013 a group of investigators looked at physical activity and quality of life. They concluded that physical activity does improve quality of life. (1) It seems like a simple concept. Yet, the CDC has reported that 39.9% of the adult population of the US is obese. (2)
Of course, you do not need to become a marathoner, Ironman, or open water distance swimmer to be fit. Walking, too often over looked for the lack of glamour given it by sports apparel corporations, is an ideal method to gain fitness. (3)
If you are reading this and you are an unfit archer you are on a path that can improve your fitness. Already you walk, back and forth to retrieve arrows, when you practice. You may not be able to practice archery everyday, but you can walk everyday. Adding more walking to your archery-training plan will improve over health and fitness.