Instead of putting your mid life crisis in danger of a sudden motorbike crunch, try devoting yourself on a Sunday to some sincere devotional exercises in a glider ....O Lord, won't you send me just one more climb! as you contemplate the selection of weeds in fields below, or the furrowed brow of a Welsh Black Mountain at five feet from your wingtip....with the possibility of a couple of F18's coming round the corner. That should prove properly stimulating to a man formerly dependent on petrol fumes....think of the environment, mate!