Here's a little revelation about myself. Some of you may perfectly relate, but others may just find another reason to hate me. Whatever the case, I am who I am.
Sports... particularly ball sports. I've never really felt any kind of thrill, excitement, adrenaline rush or even loyalty toward any team. I just don't get it. There's nothing there for me. Nothing. Now, I do respect that people are into watching sports and being emotionally involved with "their" team(s), but when it comes to actually having to sit down and watch a game, I can't think of many things that are more boring... maybe watching paint dry. Watching people run around on a field kicking, throwing or hitting a ball around just doesn't do anything for me. When I was younger (middle school and into high school) I tried to like watching sports and even enjoyed playing games. I even thought it might be fun to be a "jock" and be "popular" if for no other reason, the ability to play a ball sport.
Perhaps, my threshold of adrenaline is a bit higher than seeing a ball go through a goal or into a hoop because I do feel that adrenaline rush watching or participating in what may be classified as extreme sports - where the maneuvers are risky and stakes are high. It should surprise no one that several of my own kids gravitated toward extreme sports. Although my own involvement in such is usually more on the side of strategic than tactical, I have been known to engage in some extreme activities myself - and I have the scars to prove it. Mostly though, just getting out there and pitting myself against the elements (and whatever other danger - man, beast, device or natural phenomenon) provides a dose of adrenaline in itself. The rush of beating the odds or what some people describe as "runner's high" are indescribable sensations that can only be experienced. Though I can try to put them into words, the only way to know it is to experience them personally.
