For those that don't know, here's the cliff notes version my situation:
I recently retired from 30+ yrs of teaching physics and remarried to a wonderful wife.
I'm close to 60 now, never wanted or had kids and enjoy a secure comfortable lifestyle.
I competed in several regional bodybuilding contests ( 1978-96).
I've also judged a bunch of amateur contests and been a fan at many pro events.
For the past few years, I've really felt may age creeping in as I work out.
My right shoulder and low back can feel like a rusty hinge some days LOL.
I don't recover that fast and was forced to abandon certain exercises .
I've consider competing (again), but I don't give a fuk about beating anyone flexing
in a thong now
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To be candid, I've lost a lot my motivation for bodybuilding.
It used to be one thing I could always look forward to, no matter what else happened.
It was never a big % of my overall life, but something I always cherished .
When I start thinking of being a bodybuilding now, I simply give up and laugh at myself.
I'm sorry to bore my fellow get-biggers or whine like some cranky old lady.
My overall life has exceeded my expectations, so I feel a twinge of guilt by complaining.
I've gotten all manner of solid advice on positive actions to take.
Most of these conventional ideas bore the shit out of me or give me gas
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So, at the obvious risk of a virtual ass raping, I come to you get big.
What should a get bigger do, to give his life meaning now ,as an old fart?
He should first stop posting threads about the same thing, doing nothing about it and essentially confirming that he has wasted the time of a lot of people who have made earnest posts to try to encourage him.
Asking other people to find you purpose is pointless. Purpose is in the eye of the beholder.
Your passivity has long been your bane. Being so easygoing is fine, great even - until it robs you of your competitiveness and you find yourself a walking fleshbag without a reason to live. Fuck, even the old man down the street with the immaculate lawn is trying to destroy all opposition at the art of lawn maintenance.
If you can't find a thirst to compete at something, you have nothing left to do but enjoy life, but never have a passion, or hope, or a sense of progression.
It's perfectly fine to be so, but if you're here complaining about not having a passion, then clearly you're missing something.
It isn't something you'll find, here though - it's out there, in the real world.