Yep, that is the thought that occurred to me this Monday. Marek and I have enjoyed hiking through the woods and wogging on the trail. Usually he is behind me for the majority of the time. This is because he is a small child and I am a grown up. I know, teenaged boys can run faster than me. Actually, most people can run faster than me! I’m a wogger not a runner! However, I have always been able to run faster than little kids. This is a killer! Marek is now easily out pacing me. Here we are wogging through the woods. He is ahead of me as on my new favorite trail. He stayed ahead of me the entire time! He was good with walking on the way back, but I was totally ready to walk back myself. Equal! Yes, this falls into the same category as aging gracefully but wow! How it sneaks up on you! Who knew! I love Marek and I love it that he will go wogging with me and that, in fact, he can now kick my ass in running. (Don’t tell him!)
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