On the eve of my next birthday I sit recovering from this morning’s 5k benefit run. Age has a way of reminding you how old you are, especially when you take the steps to hopefully slow it down.
Age will ultimately win. Inevitably it always does. We can let that be a reason to simply let nature take its course and passively succumb to the process.
Or, we can defiantly choose to keep showing up, keep moving forward, respecting our age while rejecting the limitations we can often place upon ourselves in doing so.
In running and in every other aspects of life.
I know how old I am. I know how old I’ll be tomorrow.
Yup, age is gonna get me someday.
But its gonna have to catch me first.
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