Shhhh!  Don’t tell Linda but I ran 2 miles this morning.  Mile warm up and warm down with the client.  She nailed her Zen Mile,  first steps toward the dream of  Omaha Marathon realized.

And me?  The simple 8 laps of no more than trotting had me back in the game again.  Checking all systems.  Every single one of them GO.  Arthritis schmarthritis.  Meniscus schmeniscus.  Not a niggle at all.

The comeback at age 60 begins today.  Thirty months from now I’m kicking your butt!