Yesterday, I finally got to go on our local trail to do my run. As I mentioned in a previous blog, I have stopped running with my iPod. To make a long story short, I was about 1.5 miles into my run and I heard some bicycles coming up behind me (still a distance behind). I began getting off the trail and onto the grass shoulder. All of a sudden the mother yells at her children, “Watch out! Don’t hit the old lady!” All I could think of was that this trumps the remark made when I came into the finish line of my first 5k (Go, granny, go.)
Now, I know I have some gray hair and I am only 67 years old (hardly ready for a nursing home), but ‘old lady’. Anyway, the kids passed me, the mother came up beside me and said “You’re doing great.” I told her, “I can beat your kids running while they’re riding their bikes.” I then proceeded to pump up my speed and outran her on her bike.
I’ll bet she thinks twice about calling someone ‘old.’