If you do the math 5 Kilometers equals 3.1 miles. Not a marathon, but it's a long distance when you're an Old Dude like me. But wait, here's the best part. While filling out the registration form I discover that I am in the 50+ category. Do you hear that? Fifty-Plus! You know what that means? I have a chance to win! I will be racing against a herd of 70 year-old with walkers.
49 may be the end of youth but 50 is the youth of old age. It is all about perspective.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Chuck
So does that mean I'm in the old age of youth??
ReplyDeleteWell done, perhaps I will come run it with you.
ReplyDeleteWhere is a Starbuck's? I think I know....
ReplyDeleteThere's one in the village....I do think so;
No one will see me stopping there,
My little horse must think it queer for me to order a cold coffee on such a night as this....
He gives the harness bells a shake
to ask if there is some mistake.
The coffee is lovely dark and deep
But I know
he won't make a peep.
That's great, Brother! I am proud of you to attempt such a feat in your youth of old age. I "use to" run those 5K's and 10K's every Fall and Spring back before I went to Bible College. I loved it! My dream was always to run a marathon or triathlon. It is never too late! May just do one on my next furlough. But I will have tough competition: the 40-49 Master's Class.
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