Next you'll stop dancing salsa!
G'day Angry Lion,
I am reading your angst! And chuckling.
At 48 I started white-water kayaking. Three years later, I am the happiest class-two paddler in the world, and occasionally I get out of my depth in class-3! Every week in the off-season I find a creek pool and roll 40 or 50 times. I did it today. In the evening I curl up with a kayak magazine. My life would be so much poorer if I hadn't found this great sport.
Having said that, I took up latin dancing at 43. That has brought me just as much fun, and it has to be said, more chicks, well, once-were chicks.
So, get a kayak and a pair of dancing shoes. The first might drown you, the second might give you a heart-attack, but heck, what a way to go!
Cheers and get-the-heck-out-there,
Mick from Australia.