Originally Posted by
Detroitpete
During the day I kept getting more bummed about what I was doing out there. That is until it was over and then I thought...
I have grey hair in my beard and now more on my chest. My body has been beat up for the last 35 years by football, rugby, lacrosse, boxing, rock climbing and 8 years in the military jumpiing out of perfectly good aircraft. Yeah I'm sore now, but heck, I would be the same doing something else equally fun and foolish. I feel like that bad attitude on the field ruined the spirit of what I was doing--stupid.
Reminds me of the (true) story of an old stoved-up bronc buster, when asked if he ever regreted all the years of abuse he had put his body thru, he stopped & thought it over, and replied:
"nope, it gives me something interesting to talk about in my old age" 
[SIZE="2"][FONT="Georgia"][COLOR="DarkGreen"][B][I]T. E. ("TERRY") HOLMES[/I][/B][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][FONT="Georgia"][COLOR="DarkGreen"][B][I]proud descendant of the McReynolds/MacRanalds of Ulster & Keppoch, Somerled & Robert the Bruce.[/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"]"Ah, here comes the Bold Highlander. No @rse in his breeks but too proud to tug his forelock..." Rob Roy (1995)[/I][/B][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE]
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