Pay Your Dues
About 10 years ago I was mountain biking and randomly ran into a group of older dudes, and I ended up riding with them.
At one point I started complaining about how I was almost 30, with a wife and two kids, and still living in a crappy 3rd floor apartment in a pretty bad part of town. I mentioned how I felt behind, and my marriage wasn’t what I’d expected. I probably said too much when one guy about the same age as I am now said, “Stop talking like that. You have to pay your dues.”
It really pissed me off at the time.
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