Training for Your Future Self
Well, my late dad’s birthday is right around the corner. If he were alive, he’d be 102 this year. That got me to thinking (as usual) about life and about karate, haha. Dad was active and enjoyed a good life during his retirement years. He had retired at 62 years old and everything went smoothly until he suffered a stroke when he was 74. He recovered and lived, albeit at a slower pace until the ripe old age of 88. I mention this because I recall the physical therapists and nurses who guided him through therapy would sometimes comment to me about how muscular he was for his age, especially his legs. I guess medical professionals notice things like that. When asked, he replied that he had spent 36 years as a milk deliveryman, carrying bottles and crates filled with milk or juice. It’s interesting to me that so much of the muscle and strength he had built over his younger years were still visible in his 74-year-old body a dozen years after he had retired. When I was young, Dad had often advised me to find a career using my brain and not my body if I possible. He [...]