Mr wonderful wrote:
former D1 runner here. 14:00 PR, $140,000 income, 140 IQ, super model wife.
And a 14 inch pp
Mr wonderful wrote:
former D1 runner here. 14:00 PR, $140,000 income, 140 IQ, super model wife.
And a 14 inch pp
25 here. Immigrated from Ethiopia at age 11. Raised by a single mom of 2. She worked multiple jobs & times were rough. Grew up translating eviction letters & stressing to make money stretch. I had a home but was practically homeless... lived w/ friends and couch surfed most of my teen years. Suffer from extreme financial anxiety. I was a dumb @$$. The only thing I did right in life was running. I attended community college for the sole purpose of running but program got canceled & I quit running at 19. Kinda said fu** it & actually went to classes. Fast forward... the past 5 years have a been a f*in bluer. I transferred & completed university w/ honors. Currently in grad school & working full time. I honestly can’t tell you what happened. It’s like that race where everything goes right & you’re somehow pr’ing by 30sec. Gods been kind to me the past 5 years my I’m taking my family on their first vacation to seaside Oregon next month. For what’s worth... running saved my life. I started running last week after 5 years. My goal is to run Boston before I am 30.
-If you’re reading this! I love you <3
net worth $160K wrote:
Josepublic wrote:
How much pot do you smoke?
A little bit. I go down the the baseball field at my old high school to smoke.
How is this not how you planned your life to turn out? You sound like a good guy.
POW wrote:
out by 50 wrote:
[quote]Cookie Scene wrote:
make close to $180k in the Midwest. Age 40 now, kid graduates from HS in two months. Finally have a small house
I will retire at 62 if I am lucky.
Run the numbers: saving 7k/month which leaves you about 4k/month to live on will get you to 2 million in about 12 years (assuming 12% growth (S&P500 average). You'll be alright.
And how much if one assumes something realistic, Mr. Ramsey?
Sometimes a simple wife would be better. > 50. Richer than I've ever been. More than one propertie. No debts. Good sized pension/investments. Couple of classic cars to play with. Good salary. However, mid life sucks. 3 kids in college. Running 5k is an accomplishment. I'm not inclined to move back in with my parents but often think about quitting it all and just traveling for a few years. So yes life doesn't always turn out as you expect.
rogermortimer wrote:
Left for home on a track scholarship at age 18. Father was very abusive, and thankfully abandoned us (well known in track circles at one time). Mother had health problems, never really could return home again as she had to live with her mother. Finished college at a very competitive university (I was not prepared to go there) and went to work thereafter trading futures at the Merc for a couple of years. Was ok at it. but smart enough to know that I did not have the killer instinct to be successful at trading in the long term. Saved all of my futures money, got married, (still married to the same woman, child of two Holocaust survivors and from a very different culture), went to a top 10 law school (how I got in I don't know), finished the very top of the class, Law Review Editor and so on. A complete shock to me. Did well in a New York firm but was bored by it. Have held a variety of in house posts over the years, reasonably well paying. Thankfully do more business than law, and have areas of expertise which are scarce. Two kids - much smarter than I am - and paying for their Ivy League educations was a struggle (don't like debt) - we lived frugally to do so. Helped my mother financially along the way; she did a great job with limited resources - she passed away recently and was simply a nice person. I have no debt whatsoever, cars, house (I lucked out with that purchase - now a million dollar home) - all paid for. My story seems like a good one, but not unusual for Lets Run. There are a lot of talented, tough people who made it from nothing. The one thing I had was my health, which really makes a difference in keeping a career going. Have to be grateful. My past makes it difficult for me to be comfortable retiring. Yes, I have a lot in investments and no housing costs, but poverty anxiety dies hard with me. I intend to work 6 or 7 more years, and health permitting. put off SS until 70, etc. And my daughter, already mother to a two year old boy, is having twin boys this summer. From a kid called fat, dumb and lazy in my youth, and beat up for it (I actually ran a 4:08 mile in high school and was in the top 5% of my high school class), I never would have imagined this circumstance.
You were a law review editor at a top 10 law school and you write this poorly?
amchugh89 wrote:
former D1 runner here. 14:00 PR, $140,000 income, 140 IQ, super model wife.
And a 14 inch pp[/quote]
In my midwest social circle of 35 or older, I once had a guy tell me at a party about Director-level job he wanted to take at a smaller company:
"Yeah, I was consider this job for $130K, but I don't know, I didn't want to go that low..."
I immediately got to thinking how $125K is basically the maximum someone would be willing to pay me for my role and how hard those jobs are to get in my field.
crete wrote:
rogermortimer wrote:
Left for home on a track scholarship at age 18. Father was very abusive, and thankfully abandoned us (well known in track circles at one time). Mother had health problems, never really could return home again as she had to live with her mother. Finished college at a very competitive university (I was not prepared to go there) and went to work thereafter trading futures at the Merc for a couple of years. Was ok at it. but smart enough to know that I did not have the killer instinct to be successful at trading in the long term. Saved all of my futures money, got married, (still married to the same woman, child of two Holocaust survivors and from a very different culture), went to a top 10 law school (how I got in I don't know), finished the very top of the class, Law Review Editor and so on. A complete shock to me. Did well in a New York firm but was bored by it. Have held a variety of in house posts over the years, reasonably well paying. Thankfully do more business than law, and have areas of expertise which are scarce. Two kids - much smarter than I am - and paying for their Ivy League educations was a struggle (don't like debt) - we lived frugally to do so. Helped my mother financially along the way; she did a great job with limited resources - she passed away recently and was simply a nice person. I have no debt whatsoever, cars, house (I lucked out with that purchase - now a million dollar home) - all paid for. My story seems like a good one, but not unusual for Lets Run. There are a lot of talented, tough people who made it from nothing. The one thing I had was my health, which really makes a difference in keeping a career going. Have to be grateful. My past makes it difficult for me to be comfortable retiring. Yes, I have a lot in investments and no housing costs, but poverty anxiety dies hard with me. I intend to work 6 or 7 more years, and health permitting. put off SS until 70, etc. And my daughter, already mother to a two year old boy, is having twin boys this summer. From a kid called fat, dumb and lazy in my youth, and beat up for it (I actually ran a 4:08 mile in high school and was in the top 5% of my high school class), I never would have imagined this circumstance.
You were a law review editor at a top 10 law school and you write this poorly?
This is STILL the best thread on this site. When I think Let's Run, I think........
"I'm 38 and living with my dad, in my childhood bedroom. "
I had to move back home at age 28 after losing a job. It was horrible. Not because my parents are difficult, it's just humiliating. Every day you wake up and know that you are a failure and that you are still failing. It's embarrassing too. Any social interaction people will eventually ask what you do and where you live... you have to say "nothing" and "I live with my parents." As a man, that's like having your nuts removed in front of a crowd of people every time you have to explain your situation.
Luckily I bounced back quickly, for the life of me I cannot imagine wallowing in it. (I can't imagine my parents allowing that either to be honest. )
This is great stuff
spurs wrote:
Had no choice but had to leave my home at 22 after 4 years away at college because I grew up in an abusive home. Was broke AF so I wouldn't have minded staying home longer to save money.
Now, my mom is now on meds and if she had to live with me due to elder care issues, I wouldn't necessarily mind. But it's my house and my rules. Age 42 btw.
Its all relative right? In many countries today and throughout the ages, its considered a responsibility and good moral character to take care of the old folks. If that's their house or yours, whatever works best.
Moving in to care of an aging parent or one with some horrible medical condition is a completely different situation than living the life of a perpetual 13 year old.
This site is infested with assholes, top to bottom. And we wonder why the sport isn't more popular. I'd rather kill myself than spend five minutes in the presence of 90% of the posters here.
Mr wonderful wrote:
former hobby jogger here. 24:00 PR, $14,000 income, 40 IQ, inflatable wife.
Fixed it for you.
net worth $160K wrote:
at least my d!ck still works
Yeah, lots of maturity, right? Your comment is self-explanatory. Enjoy your basement.
Why does it matter what anyone else thinks? No one knows the details of the situation but you and your family. If it works for all of you, what exactly is the problem? There are far worse things. It's certainly not the conventional path to take, be true to yourself and do what feels right for you. Forget about the opinions of others that don't understand your situation.
Nobody's life will turn out "as expected". Life happens. Roll with it.
Let me first start by saying how incredibly moving some of the posts are here.
If I look at my life as a 34 year old, there are a lot of elements that turned out as expected. What really has taken me by surprise is how I felt about everything as it unfolded. The broader decisions in my life were taken to maximize happiness, but it's jut not how it played out for me.
I grew up outside of Philadelphia in the suburbs. My parents were able to provide what can only be described as a great environment for me and my younger sisiter. They worked really hard in the booming IT sector of the late 70’s 80’s and 90s. My dad drove a maroon red 1986 corvette which at the time made such an impression on me and I’m still into cars today. We had a really nice 5 bedroom house.
Grade school was a struggle and I think the teachers thought there was something wrong with me. My parents were somewhat soft on me. Maybe it was my great living situation that made me unaware of expectations and the need to work hard at school. I was actually held back in first grade. With my parents gone all the time, I had a few sitters and one in particular that started with me in the 4th grade really put some pressure on me to get my grades up. I went to a summer day camp close to my house that was a lot of fun, but I also had some anxiety socializing with people as a young person.
By the time I got to middle school I started to improve at school but would still get a C on each report card in one thing or another. I joined the Soccer team in 7th grade for the fall and Track & Field during the spring. I warmed the bench for soccer mostly and I usually I ran the 100m in track, but one day I asked my coach if I could run the 800m. Somehow I managed to pull off a 4th place in a dual meet and from then on I ran the 800m and I think I got down to 2:17 at the end of middle school. I enjoyed middle school, but it was still a struggle and I remember not being one of the popular kids.
When I entered High School, I remember the principle telling the whole incoming freshman class that this was what really mattered for colleges and that we were starting with a blank slate. I took that to heart and tried really hard to get good grades and made more improvement. Nothing came easy, and my reading comprehension was still not great. I still need to read everything twice pretty much.
When it came time to decide between soccer or cross country my neighborhood friend compelled me to run. Thank heavens I did because cross country was an amazing experience. We had an amazing coach who really cared about our success. I also ran indoor track and outdoor track. It wasn’t easy, and there was a lot of pressure to do well. Some of the big races were so stressful because I didn’t want to let him and the team down. There were some bad ones for me too, like 2:58 800m bad. We ended up being third in the state 2005 for XC and the 4x800 my senior year. On any given day, I think we had the capability to be the best group of middle distance high school runners in the state. We’re still good friends to this day
One of my friends set me up with my first girlfriend during my junior year and it lasted about a year before she ended it and that really hurt me.
I decided to go to college in Vermont because my family had visited for ski vacations in the past and I really wanted to get involved with the mountain resort business, not really knowing anything about it other than I thought I would be able to ski a lot. I was on the XC and Track teams still and was not really a stand out. I improved, but battled a lot of injuries. Running in the winter was a challenge and oddly enough some of my better times came indoors. I really liked college. The classes were interesting and manageable and I earned good grades, but my curriculum wasn’t hard physics or anything. I had a girlfriend my junior and senior years that I really liked and I miss her to this day. She broke it off with me and that was again really hard. It was also difficult because before that, my parents had ended their 25 year long marriage.
I think she ended it with me because it became apparent that I really didn’t have any direction in life once I graduated. She was still in school and I was starting at the ground level, as a bellman at a lodge in a Vermont mountain town. The work world was a cruel awakening to me. It was the recession and it took me applying to 100 jobs and not hearing back from anything. As a bellman business was slow and the GM at the time had no patience for a guy with nothing to do but polish a bell cart and put out newspapers. Anxiety was high but somehow they promoted me to frontdesk, (really a demotion because bellman make more in tips and do less work).
Working at the desk was incredibly stressful. The GM was off my back because I was doing real work, but the guests became a real challenge. To put it simply, they’re paying a lot and there are a million different things that can go wrong with each reservation and I was inexperienced. I think most people would have just found somewhere else to work but for whatever reason I hung on. It was after all the industry I was looking to get into, but just not what I expected it to be like. I really can’t emphasize the stress component enough.
Eventually I moved to reservations which is a challenge because you answer the same questions over and over and you’re responsible for converting the reservations. If anything goes wrong it’s all your fault. Overbookings are a constant worry. Finally after 10 years and lots of transitions I’m the manager and it just feels like the whole thing is now contingent on me. I haven’t taken a vacation in like 2 years. No one wants to work it seems.
The pay really is not great but at least I started saving in a 401K that has done pretty well. I enjoy the outdoors and continued my running post college. I focused on longer distances like 10K, Half, and Full. Part of the prides of my life is having demonstrated good range from 800 to the full (never did a steeple however). The skiing has been fun, but having work constantly on the back of mind takes some of the joy out of it. Finally I’m taking some time off…. but it’s to go get surgery on my kidney.
I’m still a single guy with only a few little flings here and there. My lifestyle is somewhat incompatible with anyone that I might be interested in and the selection isn’t that great up here in the small towns. It’s getting to the point where I think it would be a miracle if I find anyone. I think that having a baby and brining another person into this world is somewhat irresponsible for someone in my financial position. I don’t really think finding another job is an option because I feel like I’m not qualified for anything better than what I have. My hope is that my $300 litecoin investment goes to the moon haha.
Once I can take better care of myself, I would want to try and help others who are less fortunate, improve relationships in society, and clean up the planet from an environmental perspective.
I feel like I see life as somewhat of a calamity. There’s a lot of danger out there, a lot of pain, a lot of filth, and a lot of stress. It has beautiful aspects, and I am thankful for the love but it has not been a walk in easy town.
There is a deep wonder in me as well about the world and the nature of existence. What does it mean that there’s a countless amount of galaxies out there? And why are the quantum laws so consistent and unbreakable? What happens in black holes? And why do the majority of people not seem to care about any of that?