Those who can't do sports, how do you handle it ?

[Sapienss]

I mean, I'm handicaped, and pretty badly.

I used to be able to do whatever I wanted. I ran a lot, lifted a ton and could jump, climb and swim really well. I was a nationally medaled javelin thrower and skier when I was a teen. I could frontflip, backflip and globally do anything I like with just a bit of training. I actually thought about becoming a FBB at one point. But I lost it all to some crippling chronic pain. I went from a life filled to the brim with what I consider to be the apex of sensory bliss, to that life filled with bodily boredom. Obviously there are other aspects to the problem.
I can barely walk a mile now without my body nailing me to a bed for the following week.

Anyways, I just have a hard time handling it. I was jacked at one point, and to be fair I still look decent, but I am slowly building up fat. (It's been 11 years now, so the build up took time actuually, which I guess is good)
But yeah... I miss it so much that sometimes, watching other people practicing a sport they like or challenging themselves to something they never attempted before, I get jealous.

I'm not proud of it, but it is a really hard pill to swallow for me. I thought I could heal until recently, but I've been told there's nothing that can be done. So yeah... Not fun

I guess I'm lucky I always loved books, video games cinema and all (I also have amazing friends), cause that's basically what gives me what little happiness I have. To be fair, I might not have survived were it not for those things.


It's kind of a venting post really, sorry for that
But if anyone shares a similar history or just wants to talk about it, well I believe that's what this thread is about, and I'd be pleased to talk about it.

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[nexor]

i can relate, somehow, in my teens i used to be fit and did a lot of physical activities, and while im not handicapped, nowadays i have some underlying conditions that hinder continuous activity, growing old with pain is terrible specially when one was used to be active

[Sapienss]

I hope you're doing great nonetheless. But yeah, I guess everyone can dramatically change their way of life, but damn if it hits hard

[Zenzen]

I mean, I'm handicaped, and pretty badly.

I used to be able to do whatever I wanted. I ran a lot, lifted a ton and could jump, climb and swim really well. I was a nationally medaled javelin thrower and skier when I was a teen. I could frontflip, backflip and globally do anything I like with just a bit of training. I actually thought about becoming a FBB at one point. But I lost it all to some crippling chronic pain. I went from a life filled to the brim with what I consider to be the apex of sensory bliss, to that life filled with bodily boredom. Obviously there are other aspects to the problem.
I can barely walk a mile now without my body nailing me to a bed for the following week.

Anyways, I just have a hard time handling it. I was jacked at one point, and to be fair I still look decent, but I am slowly building up fat. (It's been 11 years now, so the build up took time actuually, which I guess is good)
But yeah... I miss it so much that sometimes, watching other people practicing a sport they like or challenging themselves to something they never attempted before, I get jealous.

I'm not proud of it, but it is a really hard pill to swallow for me. I thought I could heal until recently, but I've been told there's nothing that can be done. So yeah... Not fun

I guess I'm lucky I always loved books, video games cinema and all (I also have amazing friends), cause that's basically what gives me what little happiness I have. To be fair, I might not have survived were it not for those things.


It's kind of a venting post really, sorry for that
But if anyone shares a similar history or just wants to talk about it, well I believe that's what this thread is about, and I'd be pleased to talk about it.

First of all, no need to apologize for venting. What you're describing is a huge life change, and I think most people would struggle with it.

What really struck me about your post is that you didn't just lose a hobby—you lost something that was a major part of your identity. When you've spent years being active, competing, training, and challenging your body, it's not surprising that giving that up feels like a form of grief.

I think a lot of people who haven't experienced something similar underestimate that. They hear "you can't do sports anymore" and think it's just a matter of finding a new pastime. But when physical activity has been one of the main ways you experience joy, achievement, freedom, and even self-expression, replacing it isn't that simple.

The jealousy you mention also sounds completely understandable. It doesn't make you a bad person. It's hard to watch others doing something you once loved, especially when it's been taken away rather than voluntarily left behind.

One thing I will say is that your post doesn't sound like someone who has given up. You still have interests, friendships, curiosity, and the ability to engage with the world. That's not a small thing. I've known people who faced major physical setbacks and found that while they never stopped missing what they lost, they eventually built new sources of meaning alongside that loss.

That doesn't mean pretending everything is fine. It doesn't mean being grateful for something awful. It just means that life can sometimes become larger than the thing that was taken away.

I also think it's worth recognizing how impressive it is that you've adapted for 11 years. Reading your post, it's clear that the frustration is still there, but so is a lot of resilience.

Out of curiosity, do you still follow the sports you used to compete in, or is that something that's become too frustrating? I've heard very different answers from people in similar situations—some stay deeply connected to the sports they love, while others need distance from them for a while.