Seven-years ago I got a PR in a 5k. My time was twenty-minutes – zero seconds.

Almost a sub-twenty…almost.

This was at fifty-years old.  Just six months later I qualified for the Boston marathon for the fourth time and did it with time to spare all the while holding back knowing it was just a ‘B’ race.

Later that year I finished the Leadville 100 run and bike just separated by a week (the bike just after the cut-off).

It all felt easy…