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!
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