James Daulton said:
It seems like some people who are in crappy marriages and no longer want to have sex with their spouse have forgotten how awesome sex is.
Other than disc golf
, sex is like the greatest thing ever. We're wired to want it and seek it out. It makes you feel "like a man" like just about nothing else does. And for those who say sex isn't worth the effort, I 100% guarantee that if the opportunity was out there with someone you found extremely attractive, you'd be banging as much as you were able. If not, then you should get your testosterone checked.
Darned right...
OTHER THAN disc golf (lol). My friends and family who do not "partake" in the Church of Frisbetarianism ask me to describe the sport to them, and the first thought that comes into my mind is Dave Chappelle's crack addict character from Chappelle's Show. A la:
http://www.celebstoner.com/assets/components/directresize/cache/dr_DaveChappelle_CS_w600_h389.jpg I go more than 3-4 days, and committing a felony or two, just to be able to get in 18 holes, sounds like a reasonable trade-off.
In all seriousness though, I never said that I think sex isn't awesome. Good LORD I'd have sex a couple times a day if circumstances allowed for it! What I'm saying is that the
COSTS of having sex (time, money) start to look awfully steep the older I get. If it was a matter of walking up to my wife and saying
"hey, I've got ~90 minutes with nothing to do and the kids aren't home...wanna get naked and have me curl your toes?!" (lol) Let's roll!

But that's not how it works in the real world. In the real world, your wife (or S.O.) has a To Do List at work a mile long, has a lunch date planned with a friend, is having her period and just feels unappealing at the moment, is tired/grumpy after your youngest kid woke her up for no good reason at 4:30am (after not getting to sleep until after midnight), is sad because her aunt or one of her best friends is battling breast cancer, is feeling unattractive and uncomfortable in her own skin after adding 5-10 pounds in the past year, is frustrated with you because you were honest about how spending 80% of your precious little free time on the evenings/weekend with her family/friends isn't your idea of a "good time," _________________ (shall I continue?).
Just think about all the time you blow pretending to be interested in listening to how your wife's/S.O.'s friend's sister's co-worker just got some new ______________, or has a boyfriend/husband who is a real piece of work. How much money (aka time to earn said money) you blow on impressing women with the "right" clothes, the "right" car, the "right" career. It is staggering to think of the literally thousands of hours most of us will spend in our lifetimes...just to try and impress/please/pacify women enough for us to get into their pants. I'm not talking about the time we spend "in the act." Shoot...for that?! Long and slow is A-OK by me.

I'm talking all the time/money it takes to get to that point.
Anyway, I didn't mean to hijack this thread! I just read James Daulton's
"I don't understand..." comment in here, and immediately thought
"I totally get it." Makes perfect sense to me. But then again, I've got "crack" to help keep me company. Though if my wife (or some other woman, if I wasn't married) liked to play...begged me to play...and while we're out on some lonely course with nobody else around, said
"hey, I want you to rattle my chains...right here, right now!" I might last about 4-5 seconds before
"...and boom goes the dynamite."