Fricken sucks. The older I get, the more worried I become about my health. Not sure how he died, since I haven't read the thread (too big) but he was born a year after me. I'm getting to that point of life where I want be proactive about all of my health. Saw a dermatologist this year about this bump on my head. Wasn't satisfied and thinking about getting a second opinion. I don't want to wake up in a year or two and have someone tell me I ignored a big problem.
Just started running again over the past few months and I think I want to do a 10K (peachtree road race in 2014 is the goal). Shit is real and young guys dying make me nervous. I was huffing and puffing through 2 miles but I got 3 kids. I can't let them down early. They should see me die when they are 30 or 40. And see a healthy dad live a long and fruitful life. I'm a black male, successful and happy. I'm a fucking unicorn and that shit made me get out and hit the pavement this morning to run.
It's amazing where the motivation comes from. Not that I would want anybody to die but I take this stuff to heart. Literally. '
None of us can take this life for granted. You cross 30 yo, prepare to work to do what came easy for you in the past. My knee gets sore from time to time but I'll be alright. I'm so glad for kids and motivation.