That's how I feel about snow skiing. Once upon a time, I was pretty good at it, enjoyed it immensely and taught it to others back in the 1970s, but today I realize that I might fall and break something the recovery from that might take forever (because I don't have much "forever" left!)
Still, I'm often very tempted to rent an outfit and join my smaller grandsons on the slopes. Their Dad knows I can ski, but they don't, so it might be fun surprising them. I doubt that I'd get going all that fast on an intermediate slope.