Here’s a short film by the North Face company about 3 ultrarunners.

One of the runners, Rory Bosio, is featured in an article in the latest Outside magazine that I thought was kind of interesting.

They talked about her training methods….and how the “methods” really involved a lot of “play”.

Training for some can be kind of extreme….kind of regimented.

So….I like hearing about people who excel while having fun.

I’m not running…or doing much of anything these days other than maybe mowing big lawns and hobbling to the car to make another mail run.

I don’t know why that is….maybe it’s just awkward to make the time….make the time that’s solitary.

But, one thing that I’ve noticed is this: it’s more damaging to my body to do nothing than to work it hard.

I’m stiffer….less fluid feeling.

Maybe that’s what moves us into “middle age”?

( I figure that at 55 that I’m about 20 years away from “middle age”….but inactivity helps me understand what it means to be “old”….even before I actually hit the “middle-aged” years.)

Running…or cycling…or any kind of intense or consistent movement….might be seen as something that’s for a younger man.

What’s the cutoff point?

When are you supposed to “stop”?

What was it that Satchell Paige said?

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

How old?

Anyway….my point is that I’ve got to figure out a way to start again.

When you stop, the age grabs you and reminds you of what you are….or, what you think you are.

Maybe the secret is to not spend too much time trying to “figure out a way”?

I know where my running shoes are….I have some shorts….I get up early in the morning.

What more do I need to figure out?

Maybe just how to ignore anyone who says, “Hey, you!! You need to ACT YOUR AGE!!!”