dangerous Those who decide to become high risk athletes are just that, a huge danger. And too often an added expense for Social Security and specialized rescue groups that suddenly seem to be working just for them. They are the ones who, driven by a late freshness and almost always coinciding with those life crises that hit us around 40 (but which can arrive much sooner or later), all of a sudden dare to climb the highest mountains. And they face them without consulting forecasts and, apali!, with any shoe. One shoe or another is worth it!
There are legions of those who take them to pedal (at ten per hour when they go uphill and at full throttle and invading because they want to and because they can take the opposite lane on the downhills) along the narrowest roads and riddled with bends and ravines, where only they were missing and their group adrenaline enthusiasm. And there is also an unstoppable boom of marathoners, dedicated runners who regret that no one had glimpsed their undeniable talent. They at least understand that forty-odd kilometers is a lot to throw at them all at once. And they go little by little. Training carefully. The worst thing is that too often they forget the need for a good medical check-up and that, at their age, it would not be out of place to include an echocardiogram.
The danger of these supermen with grenades extends to the snow (those loaded skiers who have barely left the wedge but feel that only the off-piste is worth it) or to the open sea, where more and more people want to emulate Diana Nyad (at the age of 64 he paddled for 53 hours between Cuba and Florida) even if his sporting experience is summed up in the certificate of the 25 meter crawl that all of us boomers obtained in school. And since they are so brave they might go alone and without a buoy, and why not? in a bikini!, having no idea what a kilojoule is, how to get rid of currents or which jellyfish can be rabid or even deadly.
Most collected options? boxing Bootcamp. Acrobatic yoga fencing Or shred your leg like Zuckerberg proving you're the revelation of MMA at 39.
How about some sanity and leave the rejuvenating adrenaline rush for video games?
