Old friend

I get to see an old friend and running buddy from Virginia Beach today.  I think we haven’t seen one another for a good eight years.  Three lifetimes and a good amount of gray hair (on my part) ago.  I’m hoping we can go for a run.  In the mean time, I’ve got to scrub under the dining room table so she’s not cemented to the floor at dinner.

Here’s an article I saw in the Health section of NYT yesterday entitled “How to Push Past the Pain, As Champions Do”.  Take home message: If your face isn’t covered with spittle, you’re not trying like the elites.