I was perusing a running journal and ran across an article on a lady my age who runs marathons finishing nearly an hour faster than I hope to finish at Boston. The title of the article was "Mindset of a Champion". 4 pages and photos of a masters female athlete. The article ended with her commenting on when she'd know she was done running. She said, "There's going to be a day when I wake up and I'll pack up my shoes and I'll be done." She went on, "My kids don't want me to stop, but I've told them, mommy won't run forever...I'm not going to be falling off the cliff. I don't want to go and run a 21-minute 5K". My first reaction? "Ouch. That's my 5k best!". This mommy wants to run forever and if the day comes I can't run, I'll walk. And when I can't walk, I'll crawl. When I cant crawl I'll wiggle my toes. when I can't wiggle my toes, I'll wiggle my nose. And when I can't wiggle anything anymore I'll find joy in dreaming of running, wiggling, playing and moving.