Sports: Some people grow up with them, and some find them later in life.
Weed: Some people grow up with it, and some find it later in life.
I grew up among the farmland and cow pies of Eastern Washington. Soccer, tennis, and golf were my babysitter. The $50 my parents paid at the beginning of the summer for my junior golf membership was a steal compared to what they would have spent paying a neighbor to come over and play board games with me.
Weed I did not grow up with. I first smoked it when I was 20, and I coughed so much that I decided I would never try smoking it again. I suck at smoking it—as I confirmed again the next time I tried. I only recently got into weed after legalization made an ever-growing variety of edibles available to me. I find I can control my high better—and more accurately determine when things are going to kick in and wind down—when choosing to chew my pot.
Only recently have I gotten good at combining weed and sports.