I've been feeling fairly good about my running recently but just the other day I had a conversation with a young adult in our church that left me feeling old and sluggish.
We were talking about running and he was asking me how I had been doing and about upcoming races that I was considering. It was all very pleasant conversation until he said that it was really great that someone my age was running as much as I do. MY AGE! MY AGE! MY AGE! What on earth did he mean? He meant that since I'm turning 40 this year I'm no longer considered a young adult. I know this, that's part of the reason that I stopped playing rugby, its a big part of the reason why I started running, but I don't need a 23 year old reminding me that I'm not getting any younger, even if its true.
When it comes to a midlife crisis some men buy a motorcycle, others a sports car, some end up in affairs and then there's me, I run. My midlife crisis has me wanting to run an ultra just to prove that I'm not that old and that my body can still do some great things!
As for the 23 year old, I think I could beat him over almost any distance!
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