The last five years (which coincide with the first five years of retirement), I’ve done several out-of-zone things; started and ran a meetup group that had 200+ members, done a couple of 90-day cold shower regimens (but not in winter), as well as several other physical challenges. Since I can’t play golf or tennis, don’t want to play pickleball or fish, and can’t see hanging out at McDonald’s in the morning (I doubt folks like them would welcome me anyway), trying pretty much anything new takes me out of my zone.

Next up-- poetry, preferably metrical, ideally with a rhyming scheme. It’s the best way I know of to invest a lot of energy in a verbal exercise with no expectation of financial remuneration.

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