This was my toughest hunting year ever, thanks to a serious arm injury. And the hunts this year were below the normal physical demands. I was in PT until late August and under a limited regimen until then.
While driving home from the Yukon, I felt how bad I was sucking while climbing those mountains. It got me thinking about my statement to Kim that I would hunt elk until I was 65. Now, that's only six years off. No way I'm pulling the plug.
It became obvious that a 59 year-old desk jockey with a permanently impaired arm, two bad AC shoulder joints, and a bum liver cannot continue to ignore the realities of Father Time. I decided I could head out to pasture or after the seasons ended I could make an investment in what I wanted out of hunting.
I've always just relied on hiking as my fitness. It was OK and worked, less so as I've gotten older. I've been on a low-protein diet for my liver condition since 2005. I'm allowed 40 grams per day (though I'm not very disciplined ). Muscle atrophy starts to accelerate at age 40. Add in a low-protein diet and I feel like the Pee Wee Herman of the elk hunting world. Due to a carb-heavy diet, I'm hungry all the time. That diet can't be changed without some serious liver complications, so I'd better look for other improvements.
Point being, those realities are there, and those realties require an investment in my hunting future. I've pulled the stake from age 65 and I'm planting it to age 80. Hell, I likely won't even live that long. But, hunting means too much to me. I've invested a lot of my adult life in hunting and the resources essential to that endeavor. I want to continue to be a useful advocate and that requires that I be connected through hunting as hard as I can.
So, I've decided it's time to invest an hour or so each day in something I love. Hopefully it will provide other health benefits. Mostly, I don't have any retirement plans. I quit the CPA firm to focus on things most important to me, not to go sit on the beach or spend winters in Florida playing shuffleboard. The remainder of my time and money is going to be invested in doing what I love. If I can't invest an hour each day in the health that will keep me doing that, then my priorities are messed up.
Seems stupid that I needed an arm injury and a realization as to Father Time's slow erosion that got me to this point. But, that is where I'm at. They asked if they could share some of this. I'm happy to do that if it gets a few other 50+ desk jockeys to realize that a small daily investment in their health and fitness could pay huge dividends for their future hunting possibilities.
I've known Dustin and the MTN TOUGH guys for quite a while. Their office is right across the road from our office. If I'm going to work on losing a few pounds, gaining back a bit of strength and finding ways to keep hunting with my arm frustrations, they have a customized plan that will allow me to do that with my hectic travel schedule. Once I'm done with the "onboarding" the workouts will all be at my house, at a hotel room, or some off-site location. That is more my style, as being a gym rat is not in my plans.
My crew showed me some IG posts MTN TOUGH made. I suspect people saw that and said, "If that guy can kill an elk, anyone can do it."