My late friend Jack had a saying that's lost on young people; it sure was lost on me. With his version of a Finnish accent, he'd say, " We are too soon old and too late, smart."
I've never heard anybody answer the question about returning and reliving their youth that didn't include the covariate that they would know what they know now. Maturation and accepting the onset of the later years of our life goes a long way to mellowing our passions. Chicago Bear fans are less intimidating, and the members of the opposite sex who are age appropriate are far more appealing than we might have thought in our youth.
Yes, I will admit some men still try to relive their youth in ways that defy logic. This facet of two late smart prevents athletes from realizing when their best years are behind them. More men than women seem to delude themselves into believing that members of the opposite sex half their age are suitable mates.
I'm not going to deny that some of us oldsters have done amazing things physically for people our age. But no matter how many marathons we run, our times will be compared to other runners our age, not the twenty-somethings.
It took the realization that my life could be cut short to get off my mental butt and begin to "get my affairs in order." Of course, I'm not mortally ill, but I admit it's more likely than not that I could be.
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