Thursday, February 14, 2013

When I'm 64 (Or 74)

Every Morning on my commute to work, our bus passes an older gentleman out for a run.  To me he looks like he is in late 60’s or early 70’s.  I am always impressed when we pass him and I hope that will be me one day.

He has a nice activity to help him stay fit and in shape.  I am sure he enjoys playing with his grandchildren since he is in such great shape.  This is what running is all about.  It gives us the freedom to enjoy our sport no matter how old we are.

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