34 year old male triathlete here. As healthy/fit as can be. In 2016 I had a brief scare with stage 2 colon cancer- no clue where it came from, just hit by lightning. I just found out last week it's in my lung now, and I start chemo next week while everyone is getting laid off.
It sounds cliche, but man I plan on getting this tatoo'd on me if/when I recover. Life is too short and delicate. Meditate, read the classics, and fucking get after it HN because ya never when your time is up.
Sam Harris has a great quote about the fact that you almost never know when you're doing something for the last time. My last skydive, my last run, my last rejected PR :p It's a reminder to stay present and entirely focused, because the present moment is all we have and it's fleeting. I love you all.