move it

So, I've been trying to run a little more lately.  Trying, being the key word.  Last Saturday afternoon, I headed out for a little walk/run, as I like to call it, and about six blocks in, I started the "walking" portion of the event.  As my legs were slowing down, I heard this slight shuffling behind me - shuffle shufffle - I assumed it was a dog.  The next thing you know, this cute man runs up next to me.  "Doing the marathon?" he asked.  "Nope, haven't done that in years," I replied.  With an all-knowing shake of the head, he said, "Me neither, not since 2006, but it doesn't get any easier."  Wow.  This cute man talking to me had to be at least 80 and I am not exaggerating.  He shuffled right on past this 30-something.....and there he went.  So, I picked my head up, moved my legs, and did not stop until I got home.  Nothing like a little inspiration to kickstart my very capable body and less capable mind.  I think I just need a goal - something to "train" for - and if it happens to have Chocolate in the name, so be it.  And it it happens to benefit a very good cause, then even better.  AND, if a very cute little hoodie comes along in the goodie bag, who am I to complain?

I suppose that the cute man would enter the 15k....