Nani the fuck did you just fucking iimasu about watashi, you chiisai bitch desuka? Watashi’ll have anata know that watashi graduated top of my class in Nihongo 3, and watashi’ve been involved in iroirona Nihongo tutoring sessions, and watashi have over sanbyaku perfect test scores. Watashi am trained in kanji, and watashi is the top letter writer in all of southern California. Anata are nothing to watashi but just another weaboo. Watashi will korosu anata the fuck out with vocabulary the likes of which has never been mimasu’d before on this continent, mark watashino fucking words. Anata thinks anata can get away with hanashimasing that kuso to watashi over the intaaneto? Omou again, fucker. As we hanashimasu, watashi am contacting watashino secret netto of otakus across the USA, and anatano IP is being traced right now so you better junbishimasu for the ame, ujimushi. The ame that korosu’s the pathetic chiisai thing anata calls anatano life. You’re fucking shinimashita’d, akachan.
I've let like half my yard grow out and turn into a de facto butterfly garden. I've got a birdbath where I leave shineys for the crow. It's going pretty well, I recommend it.
I guess running. About 4 years ago, I started on the treadmill with an exhausting 30min/mi. Earlier this week I completed my first 7min/mi. Along the way, I added a 28min/5k@1.5% and am working on a 60min/10k (today did 62min/10k).
Strength training and returned to a hobby of my younger years - cars.
E: wouldn’t even call it a midlife crisis. Just finally having a little time to have a hobby and understanding that being healthy will extend what quality years I have left.
I'm only 33, a bit young for midlife crisis, but I've gotten into ham radio. I think it's probably the most I've spent on a hobby. Even budget radios that can communicate over the horizon are pretty pricey.
Edit: The most I've spent on a hobby to get started on a hobby, that is. I've definitely sank much more money into video games and when I played it Magic the Gathering.
I feel like I'm doing the midlife crisis thing wrong. I'm factionless atm. I'm also too tired to have a crisis. My time is spent going to work and trying to survive in a field that is increasingly difficult to survive in.
I'm jealous some people have time and energy to have a full on crisis on the side. You lucky, lucky bastards.
Well I'm forty now and about 6 months ago I decided that after nearly 30 years of listening to metal music I was going to finally learn how to do harsh vocals/metal screaming. Still an enormous amateur, and I have a lot to learn, but basically just this week I finally got to the point where I don't hate listening to my own screams.
So uh, whatever you wanna call that midlife crisis, that's mine.
I fell into running...hard. I went from almost no physical exercise to running marathons over the space of 2 years. Did my first 100km ultra in December.
What about the stereotype of buying a flashy car? Arguably that’s the one I fell into: spending far more on a car than I ever have to get something flashy and different, and purely thinking of me for what felt like the first time in my life.
More specifically: playing the instruments: drum, piano/keyboard, clarinet, guitar, whatever else 🥁🎹🎸🎷🎺🎻🪗🪘🎛️
Bonus points for "getting back to", as in: something you got a start as a young fella but then life happens and you stopped doing it, and now that your bone aches when it is cold your mind went to old times when life felt brighter.
My closest one would be running. I started doing 5 minutes a day on an old exercise bike where the computer and thus the resistance motor didn't work in september, gradually adding more time as I got into better shape.
It was when I got a new one that actually works in mid January that I REALLY got going, though, and I've put in 90 hours for a total of 3813 km (2369 miles) since then.
For context, that's more than the straight line distance between Washington DC and Los Angeles or almost the distance between London, England and Gao, Mali.
As far as mid life crises go, that along with eating a lot better ain't so bad 😁
I’m not quite there yet but i would probably just keep on cycling. It’s a great sport and even better for a midlife crisis. There’s even a word for it: MAMIL (Middle-Aged Men in Lycra)