Don't come too close...or else you'll catch it!

....I've got it, and you don't want it! Yep. It's for real, I've caught a case of the ho-hums. Not the blahs, per se. And definitely not a pity party. I've just sort of reclused (is that a word??) and am starting to reflect on all the cool things I used to do. And it's that "used to" thing that's getting me. In my own brain, I used to be a bad mamma jamma (for reals, I was a jammer...the kind that wears a star on her helmet!) I was a wound tender-to-er and a crossfittin fool! What do I do now? I work and go to classes online and cook and clean. WTF!? Oh and I feed the bunnies and Lucy. I've never been so "mellow" in my whole entire life. I'm still running and lifting and hiking and doing things I enjoy, but I'm being a bit too "still" for my liking. It's obvious to me that going back to either derby or crossfit (or both at the same time again- was I insane?) is not the answer. I'm just not really sure what is. So be on the lookout as I try new sh....errrrrr, stuff. Because this being a grown up nonsense is for the old and lame! Any suggestions? What's cool and exciting? I'm not really interested in anything that involves dangling from a rope or wearing too much of the color pink, so rock climbing and ballet are already tossed aside. Krav Maga involved too much touching of other people, so that one's off the list as well.