A Subtle Hint to Aging Runners

I gave up running slowly — then suddenly

Brian Dickens Barrabee
Crow’s Feet

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Years ago when my wife and I first moved out of the city to the western suburbs of Philadelphia, I started to run for exercise.

In the city, I was a couple of blocks away from one of the ubiquitous gyms that dot the cityscape. I joined a gym within walking distance and did my daily workout inside with other city folk.

Running was not out of the question but people, pets, pollution, and pavement made it challenging — not to mention the traffic.

Running in the suburbs

Without the unholy four Ps and the traffic, the lesser-used suburban streets were much more conducive to running. Within a couple of months, I discovered a small park in which there were running trails that attracted a comfortable amount of runners and walkers from the nearby single-family homes.

I ran the mile from the house to the park; did my five miles, then ran back home.

Over the months I developed a friendship with some like-minded runners who lived close enough to the park and did basically the same.

The point is — they ran from their houses to the park to run.

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Brian Dickens Barrabee
Crow’s Feet

Very much involved with the world and likes nothing better than writing about its absurdities. Award winning author who guarantees a laugh or two a story.