Today was the first day of fall classes at TCU, and the gym was a zoo. Hundreds of students are starting the semester with the best of intentions to get in shape. Within a week, most of them will clear out, leaving only the buff-boys (“What do you bench?”), the cardio-queens (“stairmaster first, then nails, then tan”), the ballers (“Who got next?”), and a sprinkling of swimmers, ping-pongers, climbers and random old dudes. I fit somewhere in between the last two categories.
All the hustle and bustle caused me to reflect on my own college experience. For those of us lucky enough to attend university full time, it’s a truly amazing opportunity. You have almost no responsibility, tons of free time, and are surrounded by thousands of people with the same freedom.
As I thought about it, I started feeling a little bummed out that I didn’t make more of my college experience. I didn’t take any amazing summer trips, I wasn’t passionate about any particular sport or hobby, and I didn’t socialize a lot. I guess I can’t complain too much — I did make good grades and met my wonderful wife. But if I could do it all over again I think I’d get a lot more from the college experience.
It reminds me of the old saying, “youth is wasted on the young.”