I hope this isn't rambling. I wrote it in pieces between items on the honey-do list.
Maybe for me the question would be “What Are the Key Reasons I Don't Compete?”
Not that I haven't tried. My first forays into competitive shooting was the Small Arms Firing School at Perry in 2018 and then the National Matches in 2019, Service Rifle (I tell people half of the shooters shot better than I). Of course this year, no matches. I joined a local range/club that was holding monthly 300 yard matches, but they've been canceled for this year. And for some reason I seem to be unable to find matches within driving distance for me.
I started shooting with my dad, and then boy scouts, and as an adult I was a varmint shooter. Due to a number of factors my hunting and varmint days are pretty much behind me. I have an intense interest in, a passion I would say, both shooting and gunsmithing (metal working in general, machining etc.) and again these are all solitary things for me. People I know just don't “get it,” the same way I don't “get” watching football or basketball or TV. I have very little in common with the folks around me!
While I have a number of friends, none of them are into any kind of competitive shooting. A couple of friends do occasionally shoot but it's just a very informal and casual thing. So in other words this interest is a solitary thing for me, I have no mentors. I learn and find out things as I go.
Like several of the respondents here I was into many things in my younger days, primarily off road motorcycle racing but also bicycling, hiking/backpacking, skiing, a little skydiving. But a broken body (not surprising, eh?) has taken most of those away. I do have a couple of close friends that I kayak with and hike with. As I write this I realize my closest friends are all at least ten years younger than me!
I was in the store the other day and I was in line behind a man and woman who were maybe about 70 years old I would guess. Not to be judgmental (who really knows what he has been through) but rather to be aware of how I might end up; the man looked soft, weak. He was pudgy, pale, somewhat disheveled. His gaze was always downward. He never once that I saw looked the young man at the register in the eye or even spoke to him. As he left, his gate was a shuffle. The woman, his wife I assume, left him behind. Again, who knows what challenges this man has faced in the past or is dealing with now. It's just that I hope, for me, as I grow older I have something that challenges me, keeps me sharp...I mean as they say, if you don't use it you lose it. Am I making sense here?
So I am starting a new rifle project and I'm about to go to the competition forum and ask advice. I am wanting to try out F-Class. I just hope I don't get “Ever since that movie came out everybody wants to be a sniper” replies like I've gotten in other venues