Young guys keep me motivated and moving. Who wants to lose to a 25 year old? Not me. This last race, I had a 30 and 27 year old pass me early on. I caught one 3 miles later and the other took a little longer, but I was able to reel him in and take him by 2 minutes and 21 seconds. Not that I gloat over that stuff-it isnt about that at all, but it does make this old guy feel good when it happens.
I have about 6-9 hours a week to train, not alot in the grand scheme of things, but its the quality sometimes, not the quantity. So if your old like me, you can still give to those young kids and still learn a bit from them too...like completely destroying their will to compete and being a dream squasher and letting them know this is a 40 year olds world and...man I got a little carried away there. Just go out and have fun and dont be afraid to push it sometimes, you just might surprise yourself, grandpa! Oh Yeah, go ahead and shave those legs, too. There is nothing more disturbing than a pair of sticks that look like air filters that have never been cleaned.
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