Tuesday, February 15, 2011

What was chasing you.

At some point during a conversation somebody will ask me how far I run. Maybe after I recount the distance of one of my long runs I get the ubiquitous “ what was chasing you” comment. Usually followed by them saying I would have to be chased by a bear, lion, mad man, etc.

Well there is someone chasing me and when I stop running he gains on me. It is me when I was in my late 30s. Staying ahead of him is what drives me to bike, swim, and run.

A picture is worth a 1000 words so here it is.


April said...

Glad I'm not the only one who gets asked that...we all have something "chasing" us! :)

Anonymous said...

What a transformation!!!!

Mike Mac.