I finished my 4th race of the summer yesterday. Three 5k's and an 8k. The fact that I finished even 1 is a miracle truth be told. A little more than a year ago I had trouble finishing the 6 minute walk at the cardiologists office. 

Although pleased that I can now stay ahead of slow moving zombies for at least 3 miles I feel a little perturbed that I am really slow. I never verbalize this frustration, but it is there in the back of my mind and pops into my thoughts every now and again - like when I am in a race. With two new knees running is out of the question, but nonetheless I want to fly.

There was a woman in the race yesterday, fighting stage 3 breast cancer, who was bringing up the rear. My wife was talking with her and I fell into conversation with one of the "sweepers". Those are the people who follow along to make sure that everyone is ok and will make it back. He works for the Livestrong which is the organization that sponsored the race along with the YMCA. Along the way I expressed my frustration about being slow. He laughed and filled my head with interesting statistics about older people and exercise. Only 30% of people over 60 are physically active. That was the one that stuck with me. Being active and staying active at 62 has to be the focus and not the speed at which I travel. 

I have to admit, that after talking with Mr. Livestrong I felt much better and more energized. It is good that I am able to move and do things like a 3 mile walk on a pleasant Saturday. Yes, feeling much better about my exercise, but I am now bummin about being 62.