having been a strong climber who had to stop climbing at a high grades 😉 due to knackered joints I was a seriously grumpy (insert expletive of choice) for quite a while I couldn’t see the point of just biffing up diffs with the ron hill brigade.
I remembered that I used to love mountain bikes back in the day and got back into mountain biking. I Stay in touch with a few of the climbing crowd and I do miss the big mountaineering trips, but I’ve got a load of new mates through biking and a love of shiny things all over again.
If I had to stop riding I’d find another excuse to get out in the hills even if I had to drag myself there using only my lips or in a really bleak and dire future wear a bobble hat and brashers and be a flippin ramblynobber 😀
there’s always something you can do to stay in touch with what you want to do, you just have to get a bit more inventive.