My father was a HS XC/track coach, I grew up running till I found soccer. I’m under no illusions about the soccer industrial complex - I went through it, too, in the 90s (I know, it’s NOTHING like it is today). Thankfully, in college I had the movement tools from soccer, and the wherewithal not to become an agro soccer douche, and I slotted into ultimate quite easily - it was just as competitive, actually, with some truly great athletes - and we could only blame ourselves for mistakes, not the referee (this has changed too at ultimate’s competitive levels). Post collegiate, club ultimate was great when you’re early to mid 20s, but once it’s family making time you need to have a very understanding and unresentful partner that allows you to attend practice 3-4 nights a week (times set by 23-5 year olds with less responsibilities) and travel around the country for tournaments.
I miss the insular ultimate tribe, and the ability to move laterally, but running can be shoehorned into so many parts of the day or night. You can still have goals once you reach 30s, and at thiat point, you’re only racing against your former self unless you were already a real pro. You are as accountable as you want to be, and can run free. You get out of it what you put in: can still be competitive, break PBs, win a hundred bucks here and there, see how far you can go, scratch the itch to inflict pain upon yourself and feel alive outdoors, maintain a healthy cardiovascular system…. I could go on and on. Most people will never sprint, even to cross the street, after 30. Just get out there, find the time to jog a half a mile, by then end of the week you’ll have found a quarter of an hour a day to run, and after that you’ll see the daily schedule open up for more running time.