First of all, I don’t take myself too seriously and know that I am one of those “never-was” runners. My biggest claim to fame as a runner is that I have made most of the mistakes that a runner can make, but even after failing, I keep getting up, getting out the door and putting one foot in front of the other.
As a result I don’t worry about living up to a carefully constructed online persona that doesn’t resemble the person I really am, there are enough of those people and blogs out there.
On my blog I plan to write like I talk – so it will not be not a G-rated site. However, it will have certain standards, it is just that I get to choose them, not you – that is part of the deal.
However, be prepared I am not always politically correct, I have long-held opinions that may or may not be even close to yours. Just because I don’t support or believe the same way as you, doesn’t mean that I don’t respect your choices, it might just mean that I choose to respectfully disagree with you or have chosen a different path in my life.
Which is a part of life – not everyone has the same opinions and many of mine might surprise you – if you get to know me.
I was born in 1957, you can do the math. So yes, I am getting old. However, the way I look at it I have a great life and I am enjoying most of the things about getting to be an old fart.
It sure as hell beats the alternative!!!
However, let’s be totally honest, I am not too crazy about the physical changes that are happening to my body and yes, I whine about it quite a bit, along with the weather. Everything seems harder to do than it did before and yet my mind is telling me I can still do things the same way as I did when I was younger, which is bullshit – I can’t.
Unfortunately, because I am a stubborn old fart and don’t want to believe that I am getting this old, I might lose touch with reality sometimes and as a result of that, I sometimes, let’s get real Harold I often do stupid stuff.
Father Time or the Grim Reaper if you like, is unbeaten as far as we know, but I have a feeling he enjoys a good laugh now and then. So I plan to keep tinkering with the gonna keep living forever idea and have fun, while he chuckles at my lame efforts to stay half a step ahead of him.
I hope you enjoy my blog as much or more than he does. 😉