Man.

All I seem to be doing these days is working.

Not running….just working….and recovering.

That’s goofy.

What a tradeoff….but, once I settle in to the new route, it will be old hat again.

I’ll be able to do some of it in my sleep.

Then I’ll be able to catch up on my rest.

Change is hard on everybody, though.

New routines are pretty hairy until they become….routine again.

It’s kind of tough on the whole family.

How about Jackson Browne?

“In ’69 I was 21….”

What does that make him?  68?

We’re all getting older.

Everybody….except me.

I take vitamins.

But….I’m not running.