A dear friend has recently been effectively getting back into shape. He was quite the star athlete in his heyday (highschool)…captain of the football, basketball and something else team (hehe..can’t remember) and I think he misses those glory days of being RIPPED, and sinewy and all that good stuff.
He had let himself go and was a paunchy, balding, middle aged dad. He’s his daughters’ hero…no doubt…but I suspect he missed being his own hero…(that’s what happens when you start getting the ‘man in the mirror’ in ‘shape’ (and I don’t mean just physically)
‘….you start becoming your own hero….)