I used to play a lot of sport.
Now I have moobs and get out of breath walking the dog.
I am determined not to succumb to any kind of mid-life crisis crap like cycling or the gym though.
(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 15:54, 2 replies)

My dad who is 67 is a DJ.
I was helping him carry all his equipment up a flight of steps when he did a birthday party at our local pub and I was out of breath after 3 trips.

My dad who'd done twice as many stood laughing at my bright red face as I sat down for a breather. So did all the 19 year old waitresses :(
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 15:57, closed)

It's not really mid life crisis though, is it?
It's about feeling good, and not having a heart attack before you're fifty. If you don't like the idea of the gym, why not join a team of some description?
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Thu 7 Jun 2012, 17:15, closed)