Joke’s on all you guys just now quitting office intramurals; I quit playing sports because I am an oaf and no one wants me on their team.
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This. I had some guys invite me to their amatuer rugby games. I didn’t know throwing rib punches is a normal part of rugby. Boy was I pissed.
I played street basketball in the parks, and under the bridges when a younger man. I’ve played against kids when I was in my mid to late 20s that I could not guard no matter how I played them. Two of those kids I played went on to be Professionals. Joe Johnston, and Ronnie Brewer. They wore me out. I was like damn this kid is whipping my ass and there is nothing I can do about it. Those basketball games 3-4 times a week were fun. I sucked. I loved it. The kids now always want to play pick-up games and they are like come on coach. Nope! unless it is a game of horse, I’m out. Not worth the twisted ankles, knee blow out or hammy tear.
Later in life I decided to run. I ran in high school, 10Ks not for the school. Mostly with my dad riding a bike beside me “run damn it, you need the exercise” I hated that shit. But somewhere into the future I was dreaming back and decided I would try it again. With in 6 months I went from barely running a mile to putting in 20-30 miles a week most weeks, and got to 40-50 miles a week. It was awesome. I blew out an achellies tendon one morning running and barely made it back to the house. Looking back I should have went to a doctor but im too stubborn and cheap for that. I read up on rehab and etc. It took months to walk without a limp. I can run again. I have some.
I limit it to no more than 3 miles at a time and really think 1 mile is plenty.
Those days are done for me. Now I lift shit and enjoy the experience of it all.
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I played a lot of pickup basketball back in the day, and fancied myself pretty good at it. That is, until circumstances were such that I was videotaped playing, and had a chance to see what I looked like on the court. Oh. My. God. I was so stiff, so slow, I looked like Lurch out there. #TruthHurts
(Lurch is the guy on the right)
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I bet Lurch is a rebounding machine.
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I confess that office league pickup basketball lost its allure for me when I finally realized the goal was not necessarily winning the game. The goal was to posture, act alpha, make excuses for sucking and take turns reliving tales of athletic glory.
The people who play Jiu jitsu are a breath of fresh air compared to office league types and even gym bros. The pecking order is clear as day for starters, shit talking doesn’t fly far at all and excuses and lame attitudes don’t hold much water.
The nature of the activity filters a lot of douchbags out. I love it!
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I’m pretty much here myself. Sometimes I don’t want to, cause while not elite by any means, I’m a fairly athletic dude. I can typically run and jump with most folks up to where the line between regular guy and real athlete becomes obvious, so put me out there with a bunch of other average Joes and I feel pretty good.
Problem is at this point that my knees or ankles or groin can’t hold up for more than 15-20 minutes of that stuff, and everyone seems to like to play for 60+ minutes. I don’t like bailing early, but I also don’t need to limp around for no reason whatsoever.
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Generally anything that means I’ll have to hang out with my colleagues outside of work is a no-go for me.
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I don’t even know what’s being talked about right now and I can’t agree with this more.
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I cannot help but fully support this misanthropy. I will NEVER understand the drive to hang out with co-workers after work. It’s like “I just spend 9+ hours in your presence. I have had enough of you for today. I need to go home and spend time away from you so I can be ready to spend time with you again.”
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Dude, I’ve got one better. My wife’s a tax accountant and after every tax season (at least 8 weeks of 65+/hour weeks) they all go to a bar for hours to celebrate it being over. This year she got home at about 8ish (Tuesday night).
I get being happy it’s over, but, if it were me, I’d be like “Fuuuuuuuuuuuck you people. I’m going home”.
*It’s one of those things in our marriage that I just will never understand.
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My wife is thankfully a fellow introvert, but still more extroverted than me. She’ll sometimes make the mistake of playing introvert chicken with me, and let me dictate the next time we have a social outing. A full year will pass before she says “We don’t hang out with people anymore” and I go “I know; isn’t it great?!”
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Lol, sounds fantastic to be honest. My wife is very much an extrovert. It gets me out om my shell, I guess…
True story.
WIFE - Let’s go out to dinner
SON - Yeah, right.
WIFE - Why not?
SON - It’s Friday.
WIFE - So?
SON - It will be crowded.
WIFE - We’ll wait.
SON - But dad hates people!. Especially people!
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I held a job for a very brief period of time in a call center type environment and there was a lot of this. Every Friday was happy hour and stay late to play games/have a few beers. Different days/nights of the week they’d go to places together. Folks thought it was so unusual that I’d partake in none of the “fun” and opt to go home or even eat lunch alone.
I’m outgoing and make friends easy enough, but there’s a big difference between people you want to see vs. people you have to see. I find it odd when those lines get blurred.
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Me: Let’s go out to dinner.
Wife: Let’s go to your mother’s house! I made soup and I bought her some herbal supplements!
#helpmefeminazis
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Not gonna lie, during my 8 years thus far practising law I have probably “hung out” with colleagues at least once or twice a week during that period. By hung out i mean in bars and pubs. My main aim generally has been to sleep with female co workers. That has happened quite a few times, rarely with good long term results. Still I persist. Sigh
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I confess I’d probably have a Director-level position by now if I would have just gone to all the golf outings I was invited to and kissed a little ass outside of work.
There was a period of a few years where I partied really hard with a lot of my coworkers, but that was a situation where dozens of 22-40 year olds all lived together in nice corporate housing away from home with tons of free booze literally funneled down our throats by our corporate overlords.
We all fucked a lot too, which was a nice change of pace from the typical office routine.
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Sounds great tbh